Need a cold shower? (mia)

[ARISTA SPRUIT]

The day had been really interesting so far. Rissa had taken her duties as ambassador seriously and had gone to New Rome for a look around. She's met a totally gorgeous Roman and manage to persuade or confuse him into giving her a tour by blabbering randomly about things such as Eurovision. She could still vaguely feel her head blushing like a tomato. She still felt silly.

The tour had ended at the bathhouses and a friend of Cicero (such a sexy name, wasn't it?) had met them as they'd (n her case awkwardly) said their goodbyes. She was feeling a bit hot under the colar and a hot shower sounded kind of like a perfect plan. Not to mention that Cicero's friend seemed nice and she wanted to know more about the boy. It wasn't like she was crushing on him already or anything.... nooooo, she'd never fall for a guy that swiftly! Except of course, she totally had.

She glanced to the side at Mia and gave her a small smile. "Thanks for joining me, by the way. I would like to experience some of the Roman grandure after the tour Cicero just gave me. He was really nice." She felt a little shy in admitting it. Not that it mattered too much. She just wanted to know more about him.... She blushed furiously as she lowered her eyes to the ground. Now that Cicero couldn't see, she was feeling more shy. Luckily she'd managed to keep that part hidden while he was still around.

MIA ELIZABETH JONES

[MIA ELIZABETH JONES]

Mia was excited to meet the new Greek Ambassador. Every time a Greek party came she hoped Wyatt would be on it but... alas, nope. Still, meeting a daughter of Hades after knowing Hazel for so long was pretty hardcore. Mia watched their awkward (well, on Aristas part) goodbye and waved off her childhood friend as he walked away. She turned to Arista with a grin, but calmly listened to her greeting and thanks. Wow, was she blushing? Mia's grin grew as did her smirk. "Oh, yeah, yeah of course. There is a lot to see and my old friend Cero knows all there is to know. He's a bit of a know-it-all," she teased. "Come on. This is the best part," she explained, leading the way into the baths.

The baths was a large room full of massive pools with various nozzles and whatnot everywhere the eye could see. The steam was rising out of some pools, and a few campers were in there washing up. "This is where we go to stop following orders. Well, usually," she joked.

ARISTA SPRUIT
(hahhaha "such a sexy name wasn't it" hahah)

[ARISTA SPRUIT]

She was totally making a fool of herself! It was awkward and embarrassing and so totally bad! She wanted to disappear into the ground, but felt that wishing it a bit too much was a bad idea. With her luck and parentage it would actually happen and everybody would sort of panic that the ground had decided to swallow up a living human being. That didn't seem like the best way to introduce herself to the other camp, even more so because she was supposed to be an ambassador now. Good thing she liked the Romans so far, right?

Cero was a know it all? Arista raised her eyebrow at the other girl ever so slightly. She hadn't noticed. He's seemed more knowledgeable to her than arrogant, but perhaps that was due to the fact she'd been very interested in every word that came out of his mouth. Maybe more than was fully appropriate, but that was easy enough to ignore. She followed Mia on quiet feet as the other girl led her into the baths. It was magnificent, as all parts of New Rome were. It was incredible to see what they'd built up over the course of years and it was super impressive.

She smiled at the idea of not following orders. "That sounds very nice." She commented. Then she looked around, very impressed but also very interested in actually using the facilities. How long had it been since she'd had a long and luxurious bath? Years? Camp was more about showers and swimming than good oldfashioned baths. She glanced at Mia for a second. "How long have you known Cicero? It sounds like you go back several years." She said curiously. Maybe she was letting it shine through a bit much but well, she was intrigued by the guy.

MIA ELIZABETH JONES

[MIA ELIZABETH JONES]

Mia just loved to mess with Cero, even if he wasn't there to defend himself. Of course she'd never actually insult him, it was just all in good fun. Arista wouldn't quite know that though, so it would make sense if the Greek had no idea that Mia was just messing around. Arista smiled as Mia mentioned not taking orders, saying that it sounded very nice. Mia nodded, skipping ahead and leading toward the towel rack. "Oh! Yes! We've known each other our whole lives. We grew up over in New Rome," she explained, gesturing toward the door even though that was not the direction of the city.

She teleported up ahead, snatching a towel off the rack and then tossing it back toward Arista, "softest towel you'll ever find," she explained with another chuckle. She shrugged, "what do you want to know about him?" she asked further, amused.

ARISTA SPRUIT

[ARISTA SPRUIT]

Mia seemed like a very nice person, so Arista was glad to have her around for the last part of the tour. She mentioned that she and Cicero had grown up together in New Rome and had thus known each other their whole lives. It was interesting, in a way, to meet somebody that was a demigod and could say that. Although not strange from what Cero had shown her of the city. It seemed like a normal place for demigods and legacies to grow up together and actually become teens without too much death and destruction. They certainly had things figured out a lot better than the Greek side of the family did.

Mia threw her a towel, the softest one she'd ever find, and teleported ahead. Arista blinked a few times before walking herself. She felt highly uncomfortable about being a daughter of Hades and just showing it off, otherwise she might have considered shadow travel. It seems a bit much to do so for such a tiny distance outside of combat though. When it came to fighting the girl had a habit of constantly shifting around to better manage attacking from the unexpected corners or retreating there. It was relatively easy to lure people into the shadow when their opponent was there. "What's he like? I guess that most. He seems very nice but a bit stiff and formal. Might just have been because he was on duty or something. I can't really imagine wearing armour in your free time is common here, even with the military nature of this camp." She was making a few presumptions but it did match what she'd seen so far.

MIA ELIZABETH JONES