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by The daughter of Venus had had an interesting day around Camp Jupiter. Waking up early in the morning to get dressed she had indeed disturbed a few of her fellow Cohort mates, but oh well. It wasn't like it didn't take effort to look this fabulous. After having a interesting conversation at the Mess Hall a few minutes prior to her entrance, Evangaline flopped down onto her bed that was decorated with black sheets, a green pillow and a multicolored disarray of a blanket. Sighing, she pulled her cell-phone out of her back pocket, reading her messages as she played with her father's class ring on her necklace.
