[i]the Arena...[/i]

	Lorna stifled another yawn, before jumping slightly, a little surprised - she hadn't noticed that Kitty was there. Her eyes instantly darted to the scorpion whip in Kitty's hands and her eyes widened. [color=fdc68a]"Oh woah, that thing looks wicked cool,"[/color] Lorna praised. She'd never seen one in action before. Most people at Camp tended to stick to the basic weapons - swords, daggers, bows. Every now and then Lorna spotted someone carrying a spear, but a scorpion whip? That was out there. But it made sense for Kitty - everything about her was so unique and special, Lorna wasn't surprised to see that her choice of weapon would reflect that as well. 

	She shifted slightly uncomfortably as Kitty hit the nail on the head, asking about bad dreams. [color=fdc68a]"Nah, nothing like that,"[/color] Lorna lied, forcing a smile on her face. [color=fdc68a]"Cabin was just super rowdy last night - you know how it gets, with all of us crammed inside there,"[/color] she joked. She glanced across the arena and saw that Luke was working with Percy. [color=fdc68a]"Huh, he's really good already,"[/color] Lorna said with somewhat of a pout. [color=fdc68a]"Hopefully Luke doesn't tire him out too fast, I think he'd be a fun spar..."[/color]