[b][center]Caien Cobb[/center][/b]

If anything had to be taken away from the first night at camp it was that it was lively.

Cai was sitting on top of Cabin Eleven and was enjoying the view he got from up high. He sat on the nook, his legs bended and close to his chest, his arms leaning gently on his knees, his eyes on the other cabins and the road below. People had a tendency to not look into the air when they walked, making it easy to take a closer look at the campers as they passed by to their own cabin. And well if they spotted him, what would they care? Apparantly he belonged here as much as they did, but that was still strange to comprehent.

The whole day had been hectic starting with his mom dropping him off before the entrance, apparantly unable to join him in the camp to see where he was going to live for the next few months. 'Cause really, come on, he wasn't going to stick around for more than that. The camp was probably a lot of fun, it probably had a lot of great people, but in the end he would leave anyway. It was how it happened at every school and at every city. It was how his life had always been and Cai didn't see that changing any time soon. He didn't want it to change as he enjoyed his life very much and he would have objected against going here - not because he didn't want to see or experience all the new things in the world, but exactly because he would be confined to such a small space to see that new world - but the look in his mother's eyes stopped the words in his throat. He knew that she knew that he could take care of himself, but suddenly he had wondered if she would be alright alone. After her brief... intermezzo with Hermes she had never stuck with a guy, never found someone else. She'd always told Cai that the two of them would do just fine. But now he was gone. 

With his right thumb he rubbed on the little sun that was tattoo'ed on his left wrist. He had been observing the party that been going on for a few hours now. There was no one he really knew and he had found no need yet to make friends. He had learned something interesting things though. These people were pretty cool. He remembered the words of Erin, the daughter of Hades if he had to believe her. "Eyes full of hope." They would disappear, she told them in a grumy tone that seemed to be her trademark. Cai wondered if it was really that dangerous to be a demigod or if she was just making it sound less glamorous because she felt like it. It couldn't be all bad. At least you got a bunch of people which who you could live and share things. Or at least that he hoped. But as he had stood in the line listening to Erin, he had not found any other Hermes kids in the newest recruits, as he liked to jokingly call them in his mind. Maybe Hermes had become a chaste god after he had left his mom? Cai doubted it, but it was, in a way, comforting thought that the God of Travellers wasn't as much as a womanizer as his dad. 

Then everyone had become drunk. Or at least a few of them had been completely smashed. Cai had stolen a drink himself. He did enjoy the taste of alcohol, but to get so trashed that walking became a difficulty... that was not his style. In the end he had simply decided to go back to the cabin where he was sitting right now. [i]His[/i] cabin, he corrected himself. It wasn't hard for him to adjust to a new place, but to call it his own, that was harder. But it was his home now for a while and he genuinely liked it. It was cramped and such, but it carried something that he always found in new places. It forced him to make his own place. His own little home.