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[hr][b][color=#00bf60]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Half-Blood -> The Beach
[b][color=#00bf60]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[/center]
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The sand between her toes felt warm... but it was summer so it made sense that it would feel that way. She could hear the waves crash on the shore as her thoughts drifted for a moment. She knew today was a big day over in the Roman camp, as well as she was happy to hang out with Andy, but she wanted to get her hands in the dirty and into the strawberries again soon. She could feel her hands itching to get dirty again, to feel earth between them, to manipulate the plants, to make them grow bigger. 

Stella had chosen not asked the question, but it seemed that Kristin was willing to ask it. She turned her head to look at Andy as she was asked about whom she wanted there to be at the small party, and frowned a little. It wasn't that she was worried about whom might be invited, she was more worried about how her friend might react, or what she might say or think. There was enough going on... and this as suppose to be something to help lift her spirits, not drag them down.