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Chariselle stood at the entrance of the gate to what would be her home for a while and waited.

waiting......waiting......waiting......

Surely a valet or someone would be approaching by now to grab her things and show her where she would be staying? Some campground this was. Chariselle had never been camping before (unless you counted waiting outside for tickets to Sabrina Carpenter but even then she got to the front of the line using her gifts), but she was sure the children of literal gods wouldn't be 'roughing it'. She expected more of a glamping experience.

Since it seemed like she would be waiting a while she scanned her horizon. If one ever watched those Alien v. Predator movies, her 'scanning' of people was very similar to that hunter. She would meet a swath of new people, which presented new opportunities.

The first to catch her eye was a figure wrapped in an enigma, as if shadows followed their step. They carried a staff in the same vein as they carried themselves. They walked toward the buildings nearby, leading Chariselle to assume they knew where to go. Chariselle felt drawn to them in a way she could not explain, as if she were watching a piece of art that defied explanation and she needed to know more. 

The next figure appeared to be someone who should be in high school at the very least. Less sure of themselves as the figure before them, but they still entered without speaking to anyone. Chariselle could hardly blame any of them for not talking, the trip itself was laborious, but she hoped some of the others would be a bit more sociable.

Chariselle took a casual step forward as her eyes locked on a girl. Her dark brown locks flowed gently behind her as she walked. Chariselle could have sworn the girl's eyes met hers, albeit briefly, but Chariselle felt a bit of warmth erupt within her. The girl was beautiful but Chariselle got the sense there was a naivete there, a shyness like she was refusing to meet anyone's gaze, but there was a bravery there also. Chariselle wanted to meet her more so, but she continued on. No one had addressed Chariselle yet and she was starting to feel ignored.

Chariselle continued looking over the others. A handsome, blond man seemed to be doing the exact same thing she was which was clocking everyone there. Then there was another figure, this gentleman had the most beautiful hair she had ever seen on a man. His face portrayed hearth and laughter, and she felt instantly drawn to him. What the hell was in the water here? Everyone was gorgeous. She was not complaining, of course. It was more appreciation than anything else. These were the children of literal gods, of course they would be hot. 

So many to choose from, so little time.

Before Chariselle could pick, a voice rang out. It held some authority in it, reluctant though it may be. Like there was no one else stepping up, but still they had to take charge of the newbies. Chariselle could appreciate that. Andromeda, or Andy, made things clear as the map of the camp took form. Chariselle eyed it with curiosity and wonder. At least her initial impression was correct, this was not a typical summer camp. Chariselle eyes the options of cabins and didn't quite know which one to claim. Perhaps one closest to the beach? Or one more tucked away from prying eyes?

Chariselle then remembered she had her bags with her and did not want to have to lug them all the way inside. But no one had bothered to help her. 

[color=#de9b8f]"Fuck me.."[/color] she bemoaned inwardly as she grabbed her bags and lugged them towards the gate. Following the guidelines she saw a few of the others take, she put her finger up to the scanner and awaited the gates. She strode forward, following a few others past the main hall when she clocked someone.

He was striking in his features. He walked with some knowledge of where he was, which meant he was not new here.

Not fresh meat, perhaps, but quality beef nonetheless.

[color=#de9b8f]"Oh, excuse me!"[/color] She called out to him, hoping to lure him in further. [color=#de9b8f]"I am so sorry to trouble you, but it seems I didn't get the memo about how much to bring and, well, decided to take home with me. I don't suppose I could trouble you to help me? Oh, and where are my manners? I'm Chariselle, a pleasure to make your acquaintance."[/color] Her words were tickled with honey. She opted not to use her other natural abilities just yet. After all, there was plenty of time for that later.

For now, she just wanted to get herself situated. Especially before the party.


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