action ☁ july 5

[clearasil]

Does this even count as past curfew?

It's six in the morning and Natalie's stumbled out of her cabin still in her purple pajama shorts and an old shirt. Her hair looks like she's been hit by a tornado and in her hands is a book of incantations. She hasn't gotten a wink of sleep, flipping back and forth between watching television and thinking too much.

There's no use in disturbing her half-siblings. She doesn't want to worry anyone at this hour, so she'll just sit on the front steps, barefooted and half-awake.

It's likely she's sleeping or half-sleeping by the time you find her, so she'll be needing breakfast.

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[finesthour]

[ Millie is staring blankly into the rainbow. It's an odd feeling, using a rainbow to communicate. Somehow, scrying didn't seem as strange, when she first learned that was actually a Thing for magicians. She supposes because it's common in all the magic shows on television.

Her brows furrow as the next thought becomes clear in her mind: nothing is stranger than ba travel, so buck up and get on with this then.

That settles it. Her eyes regain their natural spark, and she clears her throat. ]

I suspect by now there have been rumors going around in camp about my arrival, and I wanted to set the record straight. No, I am not a demigod. Yes, I am an Egyptian magician. Yes, I carry the Blood of the Pharaohs. No, I'm not actually from Egypt; I was born in England.

If you have any other questions, Chiron has me staying in Cabin 8, with the Hunters. Don't let Arin frighten you away; she's a sweetheart, really.

Oh, and one more thing -- can anyone familiar with the arts and crafts area help me carve an ivory headrest? I'm not sure where all the tools are kept.