Confusion? That's my middle name.

Random walked around the courtyard, stopping at a bench and sitting down. She pulled ou a small book - The Odyssey by Homer - and began reading, adapting to the weirdness of Greek myths in hope that in the future she wouldn't be weirded out or clueless.

Rebekah wandered through the courtyard bored. She stopped and sat on a bench to tie her shoes.

Random watched as a girl sat down on the same bench as her, a couple feet down. The girl began tying her shoes and random introduced herself. "Hello.....I'm random. Who're you?" She asked.

"Uh... I'm Rebekah."

"Who's your god parent?" She asked
OOC: would you mind posting a little bit longer?

Ooc: yeah, sorry. I was watching netflix and just kind if replied.

Bic: "Dionysus." Rebekah finihed tying her shoe and looked at Random. "Is you're name actually Random?"

"Yes." Random said. "And don't laugh or I'll stupefy you." She said with a slight frown.

Rebekah shook her head, "No, it's different, cool." A smile grew across Rebekah's face, "I like it. Who's your godly parent?"

"Eris. I don't represent war or strife, I represent confusion. Watch this." She said and waved her hand across Rebekah's face, using her powers. "You're confused now. You don't know where you are or who you are." Random said with a grin, then waved her hand again and the effect stopped.

Rebekah blinked several times letting the confusion be remove. "Oh, wow. That's amazing." Chewing her lip Rebekah thought about her dad. "I didn't get much from Dionysus."

"Hey. Don't take anything for granted. I had to live in a farmhouse with no civilization around for miles with my dad. The best thing we ever did was eat. And we didn't eat often." Random said, annoyed. People these days threw a tantrum if an order at a restaurant got messed up.

"Oh, I'm sorry. That must have sucked." Rebekah ran her fingers though her hair. "I grew up with my grandma," Rebekah shrugged, "not tragic though."

"Yeah it was pretty bad. Where'd you live before here?" Random asked.

Rebekah hesitated, "I lived in the heart of New York City. You?"

"The uncivilized, disgusting, barren lands of the outskirts of London, England." She said.

Rebekah nodded. "How long hav you been at camp?"

"Maybe half a year." Random said. "Yeah, about 5 and a half months." She said.

"Oh, I've been here for four mouths." Rebekah started to feel awkward, not really knowin what to say.

"That's pretty long." Random said. An awkward silence passed through the conversation.

Rebekah ran her fingers through her hair. The sun was beating down on her, causing her to feel even more awkward.