Wisdom or War | Jonathan & Kenzi
Kenzi had been at camp less then a week now and had already gained the title of being a major pain in the backside by many of the campers. While people from Hermes cabin would commit simple pranks she was one to destroy whatever was in her path that got on her nerves. It all started on her first day at camp when she was told by Chiron and a counselor from the Aphrodite cabin that she would have to wear the orange shirt while at Camp Half-Blood like everybody else. She responded by torching the shirt and walking away as if nothing had happened. That was strike one out of a thousand on the Olympus list of what she was sent to the camp in the first place for anger issues. This little act caused her to have dish duty for the next month which she had been ignoring thus far.
It was around mid day and she decided to explore the camp a bit more since she had been punished to stay near her cabin and not take in the joys of weaponry at camp after an unfortunate accident that just barely missed a campers head after they had gotten into a fight. Sighing she kicked stones along the path before walking down to where capture the flag was going to be going on. If no team would claim her then she would have to sit out. Seeing as how most people feared her and never really got to know her it looked like she wouldn't get to play. She relaxed back in the grass close to the water with her sunglasses on as she thought about her past. It had been plaguing her dreams as if a prophecy was going to happen and she were an Oracle lately.
"Stupid camp. I was doing perfectly fine at that prep school until that prissy kid had to taunt me for my dark attire. Well, they would have been torched if it wasn't for that damn Satyr and horse man."
she spoke out loud not thinking anybody would be around.
