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[center][color=4286f4]Location:[/color]ining Pavilion
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	Arthur listened as Chiron spoke, and grimaced for a moment. something didn't really feel right about him [i]technically[/i] being a camp councilor, especially for voting matters. Some other cabins had [i]dozens[/i] of members, and hopefully the councilors would roughly accountable to each of them for their respective cabins. He was, oddly enough, accountable to nobody, and wielded as much power as any of the others. Whatever, he thought, he'd at least get to have some say in camp affairs, that made up, a little bit, for being able to be sent on missions whenever fate fancied.

	He looked over at Andy and shrugged. The two of them, as a couple, probably wielded more political power at the camp than any other two campers. That was something he hadn't really considered. With that, the two of them might be able to make significant impacts on the status quo here, but he'd need to spend more time thinking on it to come up with [i]how[/i] that might be useful to them later on. For now, they at least got a little more time together, as they'd have to go vote together. He wasn't expecting that, and so he was pretty happy in the moment. "[color=4286f4]Ready to go when you are.[/color]" He said, smiling.