And the cradle will rock...

[chiseler]

[Upon arriving, the sun's just beginning to set after another long, fun day at Camp Half-Blood. Excitement's buzzing through the air and campers of all shapes and sizes are running around to and from various activities, all wearing some variation of the same orange t-shirt. Several of the campers are talking excitedly among themselves about the fireworks that're set to go off down at the beach later that evening in honor of the fourth of July holiday, gossiping about who's going with whom and making guesses about how the Hephaestus Cabin will outdo themselves this year.

The air smells of summer and faintly of barbecue like dinner's being prepared. It's not hard to guess why, seeing how the dining pavilion is right in front of them. To the left there appears to be 20 different cabins in the shape of an omega symbol, the upside-down U. In the distance is the rock-climbing wall and the amphitheater and kids seemingly congregating to clean up and prepare themselves for a meal before the events of the evening. The longer they stay in one spot, the more of the camp they'll start to see for themselves.

Welcome to Camp Half-Blood, gentlemen. Where would you like to start looking first? Listening long enough might turn up some results, too.]

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[antagonize]

[Jason isn't sure if this type of thing is extremely fitting, or extremely weird. There are a lot of kids here. Even more obnoxiously orange t-shirts than there are kids, maybe. He's keeping an ear out, hoping someone mentions Luke's name since there seems to be a lot of gossip and general chatter happening. Either way, he's throwing a glance at Adam and Allen.]

Of all the places his mind could have picked, it went with demi-god summer camp?