Despite her insistence that she didn't need medical attention for the injury she sustained on her way to camp, Astrid was directed to the sick bay before she was able to do anything in camp. She still had everything she came in with, and at this point just wanted to take a nap, or at least get settled wherever she was staying. Of course that didn't happen and she was instead directed to a part of the camp called the Principia for her orientation or whatever they had called it (admittedly she hadn't been paying too much attention as she was still a bit annoyed by the immediate unnecessary medical attention upon entering).

The blonde figured that the quicker she got whatever she needed to do over with the quicker she could do anything else, or at least explore where she'd be living. Using the directions given to her by the sick bay staff, Hawke made her way to the Principia slowly but surely, taking her time only to make an attempt to being to memorize her surroundings so she could get around easier. Everything seemed as though it was running like a well oiled machine, every person (and ghost, as well as the occasional faun) a gear doing its part to keep everything going smoothly. Idly, the teen wondered what her role in the machine would be, or if she even fit into it properly.

As she approached the Principia, the daughter of Victoria tried to recall who she was supposed to be looking for. She knew she was looking for a Centurion, and the guy she saw seemed to look like he could fit in that role, he also seemed to fit the general description given to her by the staff at the sick bay, then again she supposed anyone could look like this guy. The blonde took a moment to remember the name given to her before approaching the guy standing there, Alex? Alec? Adam? "Axel?" she finally asked, hoping that she had gotten the name correct, as she walked up to talk to him at a respectful distance apart, "I'm Astrid, the medics said something about finding you here...unless you're not Axel and I'm making an ass out of myself." she added with a bit of a laugh. Normally she'd dive straight into an introduction dripping with sarcasm, but something told her that it wouldn't make the best first impression here.

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Astrid made eye contact with the boy in front of her, accepting his hand and shaking it firmly, just as her father had taught her to. "Nice to meet you too, Axel." she replied, breaking the handshake that she hoped had made a good impression. The blonde put her hand in the pocket of her jeans, idly realizing that she was dressed far to warmly for the weather in camp. "From what I remember in history class, most Romans were asses, so it's good to see that we're keeping the tradition alive." she retorted with a laugh, a small smirk on her face.

"If I'm being honest, I've got no clue what half of those terms are referring to." Hawke admitted, "All the sick bay people told me was to look for a guy with your description with the title of Centurion, though if i'm being honest, I don't really know what a Centurion is...or does." she added. "What the sick bay staff didn't mention, however, was how attractive you are." she quipped, then stopped herself, "I...don't know why I said that, I've never found anyone attractive in my life..." she commented, mostly to herself more than anything.

Wanting to get out of the awkward situation she just put herself in, the teen decided to move on, "What is a Cohort anyway?" she asked, avoiding eye contact. Astrid genuinely did not know anything about the structure of Roman Society. Lupa may have taught her how to fight like a Roman, but the politics involved were lost on her. "Also, what exactly is this tour going to be and how long will it take?" she inquired, "I'm kinda tired and a nap would be amazing if I'm being totally honest." she continued, rambling more than she should be. Internally the blonde scolded herself for losing her composition so quickly into a conversation. The lack of activity going on right now was screwing with her ability to stay focused, she needed something to do and soon.

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Astrid shook her head with a laugh, "They just told me to find the tall guy at the Principia with a dumb look on his face, something along the lines of too many weapons with a huge ego." she retorted, smirking at the taller demigod. "They didn't mention anything about your devilishly good looks that would make anyone want you to take them as soon as they shook your hand." she quipped, only able to hold the facade for a couple minutes before breaking into laughter at the idea. As much as she wanted to keep it up the idea was so outlandish she couldn't believe herself.

"Apparently the medics didn't care for much other than freeing up valuable bed space for the next dumbass to get themselves hurt and neglected to do so." she suggested, cracking her knuckles individually as they talked. The blonde was getting a bit antsy to get going, a bit sick of standing in the same place for such a long time. Hawke felt the warmth of a blush shade her cheeks, or perhaps it was the prolonged exposure to the sun at Axel's comment, "I never said I fancied you, hot shot." she retorted, returning the smirk.

The teen did as instructed, gathering her belongings and following Axel towards the road she came from, "So they're who we spend all our time with and fight with basically?" she inferred, "Also how do they determine cohorts? Was I really that bad?" she questioned with a bit of a laugh at the end to make it clear she was joking about her adequacy. "So Centurions are basically dorm advisors with actual power." she commented, making a mental note, "You're doing a pretty good job at being their bitch right now, I wouldn't be surprised if there was a reward." she quipped with a smirk.

The daughter of Victoria followed into the Fourth Cohort "Napping together? How scandalous." she retorted with a smirk, finding her groove in the banter between the two. She then found an empty room and began putting all of her crap in it, the linens seeming to change as she set her things down with other amenities appearing as well, all with a laurel crest on them. "So do most people have their stuff just show up when they claim their room?" she questioned a bit skeptically.

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"In that case I've been breaking a rule since I got here." Astrid commented, she had collapsed her archery equipment and stored it in her gym bag shortly after arriving at camp, "Though I can definitely see you doing some damage with those daggers you've got." she admitted, shifting her focus to the melee weapons Axel was armed with. The blonde rolled her eyes, "Sadly for you, public indecency laws exist." she quipped in response. In reality, Hawke was all talk and no action, she had never even dated anyone, or even kissed. Her father forbade any sort of relationships (not that she was ever really interested in one) to make sure she didn't do anything that was potentially harmful to his career.

"I happen to not fancy anyone, for your information." The teen clarified, "I'm demisexual, so the fact that I found you attractive at all upon just meeting you is a bit of a 'spiders georg' situation, if you will, an outlier compared to most of my experience with this stuff." she explained, putting spiders georg in air quotes. "Though maybe if I get to know you I'd genuinely be attracted to you, though I'd still like to know how it even happened in the first place." she noted.

"I'm guessing we have daily chores and stuff like that then?" the demigod inferred, tying her hair up into a ponytail as they walked. "I honestly wouldn't be surprised if Lupa wasn't supremely impressed with my ability," she admitted, "it did take me six months just to get through training with her...I think, it's February now right?" she added. Hawke snorted at Axel's comment, "In my experience, the best rewards are the ones you have to wait for." she replied, "Even if it means you have to suffer in the meantime." she added.

"Maybe your reward will be a satisfactory nap when you get the chance." The girl suggested, glancing back at the taller demigod as she put all of her things away in a semi organized fashion. "She gave me a letter, well gave my dad a letter, that detailed that I was supposed to go to the Wolf House, but I actually don't know much other than what google told me about her." she admitted, "Whose kid are you? she asked, "I don't think you've mentioned anything about yours yet." she added, finishing up the last of her unpacking.

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Astrid watched as Axel demonstrated his skills with the daggers. Admittedly she was impressed, especially considering the most she could do with a set of knives was cook, "Maybe you can teach me sometime, I've got zero skill with knives unless you want food, then I've got you covered." she replied. The blonde felt warmth flood her cheeks, red tinging her fair skin, she didn't have a response to that one, she didn't even know what she could say in response. Instead, she laughed and shook her head, hoping to play the moment off as though it hadn't affected her.

Hawke immediately regretted going into a spiel like that about her sexuality. She generally didn't come out to someone she had only known for a few moments, but she figured it was best to avoid any future issues by nipping it in the bud now. She had never actually dated anyone, nor found anyone attractive, but going to a camp full of other demigods might prove to have mixed results. The teen laughed at Axel's response, hoping she could lighten the mood she had put a damper on, "You still haven't explained how you did the whole attraction thing." she reminded.

"So what kind of tasks do we have to do?" she asked, "I want to familiarize myself with this stuff so I'm prepared when I have to actually do them." she clarified. Growing up whenever Astrid was able to get a head start or an edge on something she took the opportunity, always being proactive when it came to situations. She also liked being able to have a set of guidelines for what she needed to do, especially with her ADHD a little bit of order went a long way. Knowing herself, she'd most likely find more efficient ways to do half the tasks she needed to do before she even needed to do them.

"Venus, that explains a lot." she remarked, choosing not to clarify. In all honesty she didn't know as much about Venus as she should. Hawke hoped there was some sort of class they took on deities because she definitely was not caught up on who they all were, which would most likely land her in hot water knowing her luck. The blonde looked at Axel's tattoo as he rolled his sleeve up, an eyebrow raised, "So I'm going to guess those aren't done like mortal tattoos judging by the way your fourth bar looks right now." she inferred, glancing up at Axel above her.

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Astrid shot Axel a grin at his proposal, "Deal, though my best meal doesn't require any knives," she replied, "I can make the best spaghetti you've ever had though." she boasted. The demigod hadn't been bluffing about knowing how to make good pasta. Tons of her teammates back home had lauded her for the dish. At that thought the blonde frowned slightly, realizing she'd most likely never see the majority of her teammates or friends from school ever again. Did they even care that she was suddenly gone at the start of their junior year of high school? She couldn't exactly tell them she had to leave to go to a camp halfway across the country.

Hawke scoffed at Axel's self-praise, adding an eye roll in for dramatic effect. "I've never felt attraction towards anyone though, so it's all really...odd for me?" she replied, "I don't really ever get the 'I need to fuck this person now' feeling that most people experience." putting 'I need to fuck this person now' in air quotes, "I feel like I need to sort out...whatever that feeling was because it's not exactly normal for me." she continued, half just to herself.

The teen scrunched her nose at the other demigod's comment, "I'd rather be well prepared than do something with no background information." she reasoned. The chores here didn't seem entirely too difficult, nothing that her dad hadn't shown her how to do growing up, though doing paperwork for Praetors wasn't something she had experience with it couldn't be too hard. Then again nothing was too hard if she worked at it enough, "Speaking of paperwork, do you guys write in English or Latin?" she asked, "I saw some Latin on buildings while I was coming in, and I guess that'd be what ancient Romans spoke, but I've never taken a Latin class in my life." she explained, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

The girl's face flushed at Axel's explanation, not only because of who his mother was, but also her less than satisfactory knowledge of the Roman deities. "No one really ever taught me about this stuff. she admitted sheepishly, "I didn't even know anything about my mom until I googled her." she continued, "All my dad told me about her was that they met after he won the Stanley Cup with the Blackhawks, and she found him after the game in his Jersey." she shrugged.

Astrid's head cocked slightly at the mention of how legionnaires were given their tattoos, "Brands?" she echoed, "Like the kind cows have?" she asked, hoping for clarification. A brand did not sound like a good time, and she had to get one soon, though how soon was soon? The blonde laughed a bit at Axel's admission of having a few mortal tattoos, "Maybe you'll have to show me sometime." she replied, a smirk back on her lips. "I've always wanted to get a tattoo of my dad's jersey number and my jersey number. she commented, always having wanted a tattoo, but never being old enough to get one. "I've got a couple of piercings though." she noted, pushing strands of hair behind her left ear to show him her industrial piercing of an arrow.

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Astrid smiled and shrugged in response, "A date, sparring and spaghetti...no, noodles and knives." she agreed, proud of her date naming abilities. Did people do that? It seemed like something people would do. "A fair warning though, I don't really have...experience with dates." she admitted a bit sheepishly, pulling herself out of her thoughts of her friends back home. If she couldn't see those friends again, she'd have to do her best to make new connections here. Idly she wondered if anyone liked hockey. Would they know who her dad was? Malcolm Hawke was a household name in some parts of the country.

The blonde nodded slowly at Axel's explanation, absorbing the info, "So even though attracting the opposite gender is a 'normal' thing for you, the way I reacted was abnormal?" she inquired, putting 'normal' in air quotes. Nothing about a camp full of demigods was normal at any rate, but Hawke was admittedly curious as to what made her reaction different. Maybe she did find him attractive, even without his "powers". Sexuality was fluid and there wasn't really anything that would exempt her from that, she hadn't really explored much on the dating side of things.

The teen breathed a sigh of relief under her breath, "That's good to know, I can barely write in English properly. Dyslexia really screws you over." she admitted. The girl was a bit disappointed that she left her laptop that helped her dyslexia with a google chrome extension at home, though she supposed it most likely wouldn't work here for some reason or another. "Maybe you should teach me some on that date you were talking about." she suggested as she put the last of her things away. Although it wasn't much, she was eager to make the space her home.

Hawke followed the taller demigod as he walked, "So is getting the brand part of today's agenda? she asked, "Because I really think the medics could have saved some time there." she remarked. The teen figured the brand couldn't hurt any more than a hockey puck to the face (even with a helmet that was painful). "Scandalous, eh? I can't imagine that you'd find anywhere to be scandalous." she quipped, "Actually, my birthday is at the end of the month, so if you wanted to get me a present..." she commented, hoping he'd get the hint. One part of her didn't want to spend her birthday alone, the other genuinely wanted to do something with her newfound...friend? She wasn't quite sure what they were to be honest, they had only known each other for around an hour now, so it was hard to discern. The blonde laughed at Axel's overly dramatic "reveal" of his earring, she hadn't known many guys back home with piercings, but she didn't dislike his, she actually liked them a bit, as they fit the other demigod well.

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