[h1][center][color=00aeef]Astrid Ashbourne[/color][/center][/h1]

Astrid left Ray, standing like a numbskull holding the pills, in a cloud of dust. She teleported out of the camp around the world. It was her favourite passtime. Seeing different events firsthand. Not too long ago she had run with the bulls in Spain. That was fun, though when they got close she did cheat a little bit. To say the least, the spaniards were a bit surprised when she rode through the end of the race on the back of a bucking bull.

Currently she was in Afghanistan, helping out the locals. With a war raging its way through the country many people got caught in the cross-fire. She was using her power as much as she could to save everyone. Anytime she heard about a raid going on through a village or a town, she would teleport in and teleport out as many as she could. Over her time spent in the area she had built up a reputation. She was called a Dead Man by many because she had saved so many in impossible situations. From suicide missions to defusing bombs and mines, Astrid was a real hero. 

She didn't really consider herself to be a hero. She did her fair of bad as well as good. Selling drugs and stealing happened just as often as she saved lives. At camp she tried to keep her activities a secret. She didn't want people to find out that she was using her power out in the mortal world. Lots of Half-Bloods would probably look down on it and not understand. Not that she gave a shit. 

Astrid teleported above Camp Half-Blood. 15,000 feet high she could see for miles. As the wind whipped around her she soared around in circles. This had become a recent hobby of hers. It was like skydiving, but she never had to jump. If she really wanted she never even had to touch the ground. She could just teleport up when she got close to the ground. Laughing out loud she did a backflip in the air. The sound was ripped out of her mouth, but she kept laughing anyway. When she came into 1000 feet of the ground, she teleported onto her feet on the ground. 

People were walking in groups towards the pavilion of food. It looked like they were preparing for an event, because everyone was walking with a quickness in their step. Were they going to play capture the flag on their first day at camp. Awesome, she loved the game. Though it was kind of like cheating when she played. Scouting the enemy was so easy, she had tried to make it more difficult by refusing to wear armour and carry a weapon. If she was caught out in the open outside of camp, this was exactly how she would be so she might as well practice for it. Whoever was on the other team was going to have to create some pretty unique defences to prevent Astrid from grabbing the flag. She smiled at the thought of a challenge.