Isobel's bunk

I wandered back here from the infirmary, as I really wasn't familiar with the rest of camp. Both of my sisters had run or wheeled off, and I didn't really know what to do with myself. So here I was. I plopped onto my bunk, fiddling with my curly blonde hair.

I look up from my daydreaming, (old habits die hard) and spotted my little brother. What was his name? Uh... uhm... got it! "All right, Tommy?"

I shrugged, continuing to fiddle with my long hair. "Eh, not much. You?"

Well.... this conversation was getting a bit awkward. "Anything new happening?"

Hmm. Tommy didn't seem to be helping along the conversation either. What was there to talk about? The weather? "So, did you have a happy birthday?"

I smiled, blinking my blue eyes. "Glad ya had fun."

OOC: eek, my internet keeps dying!

My earrings jingled as I shrugged again. "I dunno. It was fun, but I was all nervous and stuff."

OOC: im sorry

"why would you be nervous" i said

OOC: it's cool, but sorry for any late replies. ^.^

I picked at my Apollo ring. "I don't know, it's just that this place is a lot to take in, ya know?"

I smiled, continuing to pick at the pearl on my finger. "Of course. But still, it's sorta mindblowing."

I laughed, replying in my British accent. "I can't be, anymore at least."

i smiled

i walked in

I glanced up, noticing another one of my brothers. He was... uh... uhm... Percy! "Hullo, there."

OOC: i gotta go to bed, can we pick up tomorrow?

"hey" i said

i run up and hug percy

I smiled at my brothers.