Nevea woke up in the early morning, knowing that quite shortly, there was almost certainly going to be some sort of announcement. So she'd best get started immediately. Over the course of just over a half of an hour, she changed, applied her make-up, put on a different assortment of accessories, and then made sure it was all perfect, before she went outside. It was just in time to hear the announcement to go to Thalia's tree, and thus, she made her way toward it. Her snowy white hair came around her neck from the back like a scarf, which only stayed that way because of the wind blowing it in that direction.
She had a knack for sensing the direction of the wind before it came. After all, her grandfather was one of the gods of the wind. It was just a little perk. Good for making sure her hair was tied perfectly. And perfectly it was, for the wind that came made her hair's silky smooth feel add to the appearance, and she looked even better than before. Thank Boreas for that wind. She found her way to Thalia's tree, but the absence of the Golden Fleece was no surprise.
KiraTheRogue said
"I am sick of waiting." Dionysus said. "The first person of five going on this mission is Shælyn King, leader of Posidien." Dionysus said disapointed. "The second and third people are Valen DiAngelo and Micheal Freeman. Some good kids right there, and the final two are Shay Fields and Vic Meyrick. Congrats, you five will be retrieving the golden fleece in exactly 8 hours." Dionysus said.
Interesting, a quest. What was not interesting was the people going on the quest. She heard Poseidon in there, but that was the only name she slightly cared for. Although, she would most certainly have to get to know at least a few of them, to see if she could do anything to make the results of the quest add favour to her name. And so, she would turn to eavesdropping.
She was a natural at it. She knew that there were some campers who likely had detection mechanisms, and that was fine. She was going to be completely inconspicuous about it. Just taking a stroll through the cabins, stopping to admire the particular cabin that they happened to be in. Campers knew she had an eye for beauty, and so it would be nothing out of the ordinary. So, she walked casually toward the cabin where she had seen them go, her soft, light-fitting shoes padding on the grass with nary a sound. Needless to say, they were very useful shoes.
She weaved her way through a few cabins, before finally stopping at the Hades cabin, and looking at the wall, her eyes moving around to "admire" a pattern here, or a piece here, something that caught her eyes over there. All the while she was listening.