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[b]Location:[/b]Camp Half-Blood - Long Island Sound; New York.
[sup][b]Interacting With:Dorian Underwood ([@King Kindred]), Dionysus ([@Vicier]), Vivian Lucasta ([@metanoia]), Greyson Davies & Sawyer Lockwood ([@Moro]), Anzu Ito ([@Pyxis]), Kyrin Nahng ([@Rodiak]), Zane Blacklight ([@Theyra]),
and Arthur Keller ([@Zenritch]).[/b]][/sup][/color][/center]
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Michael followed after Greyson, wondering just want they were being called for. As they reached the big house, he glanced around at the others milling there and frowned. Ten of them? He glanced towards a girl he didn't know- and Remus back? Michael tried to furiously think what was going on, but it seemed futile. There was so much happening, and everyone seemed to still be reeling from that mornings events. He sighed softly, shoving his hands in his pockets and trying to seem inconspicuous. As Dionysus opened the door, he looked towards the God, and with another soft sigh, he headed into the room with the others. 

Shifting, he let himself relax against the wall, but couldn't shut his mind down- theories, thoughts and questions springing inside his head, desperately seeking answers to questions that couldn't be answered, not until there was more information. It was a constant battle to understand, and Michael just wanted everything to make sense, for a few moments, so he could know what to do. There was a reason why he often sequested himself in the cabin, and it wasn't just his social anxiety. Overstimulated... it just made things worse. And yet, you couldn't avoid life for ever. Mildly amused as his thoughts seemed to align with what Dionysus was saying, Michael brought his gaze towards the God. 

His amusement however didn't last, as he digested the information Dionysus had given them. Recover missions. And larger groups then normal. Was Dionysus worried, or were there just extenuating circumstances that made it necessary? Frowning, Michael waited for Dionysus to continue, but after a moment or two, and as Vivian started to say something but couldn't seem to come up with anything, He said softly [color=00A99D]"H-have y=you p-puh-put us in t-teams, and w-who are the l-leaders?"[/color] Information. It was always good to have it, and they couldn't really prepare for anything until they had that. And someone had to do it- and Dionysus seemed to instill fear in some of the others, which Michael found a bit perplexing. Dionysus was, as many might put it, an ass- but despite that, he had never seriously harmed a camper- at least to Michael's knowledge.