Lysander walked up to the Thanatos cabin with a look of concentration on his face, mentally telling himself over and over to keep walking forward. The only thing he really wanted to do was turn around and go back where he came from because he knew the evils there and how to defend himself. Here, he had no idea.

He straightened the strap of his rucksack over his shoulder and sighed in self-directed annoyance as he reached the door. Why couldn't he just.... He stopped himself, set his jaw and then walked into the cabin, his footsteps as silent as the grave.

Finding the first seemingly unoccupied bunk, he dropped his rucksack onto the covers and spent a moment just taking in his surroundings. Darkness. Death. Just how he liked it.

Vivan walked into the room humming to herself she froze when she saw that someone else was in the room. She bit her lip and looked at her feet before looking at him shyly through her fringe. "Uhh, Hi?" She said waving to the other boy before straightening her shoulders and pushing her black air back of her face, wiping her hands on the back of her black jeans she fiddled with her top.

She wondered if he would want to acknowledge that they were siblings some other demigods didn't, she bit her lip again cursing her shyness. She did smile a little when she realised that she couldn't see any numbers around him. "So you're a kid of Thanny too? I'm Vivian Parker, your sister. I mean if you want me to be I mean." She stumbled to a stop cursing her inability to speak properly.

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Lysander blinked when he heard humming, spinning around to face the source as it stopped abruptly. A girl. Huh. He eyed warily for a moment, already super aware of the exits and all possible tools to defend himself. It took a moment for him to register her words, and when he did, he felt like a complete jerk for working out how to incapacitate her in the quickest way possible.

"Lysander," he managed after a long moment, his voice rough and disused. He relaxed silently, a gave a small smile of his own. "Yeah," he added, to her question about his parent. "Or so I'm told. Could be Hades just as easily."

He turned a bit, and slumped down onto the bed. Absently, he picked at the ripped knee of his jeans, no longer looking at his half-sister? Well, that would take some time to get used to. "How... How many of us is there?" He asked, hesitating a little as he felt it rude to ask how many siblings they had. Especially since he'd never met their father, so it kind of seemed like he was judging the man. Which he wasn't!

"Lysander, hmm I like that." She tells him with a grin, taking a seat on the bed across from him noticing that he looked very skittish and she didn't want to scare him off. "Just one more sister at camp I think, there might be more out there but only three of us at camp. Nah Hades is similar but there are still differences between us."

"So how are you liking camp so far? I'm only new here too, I've only been here a couple of months my brother and I came here then found out that my other brother was here too which is cool. Gods I'm rambling aren't I, sorry, I just, I've got no filter sometimes."

"Another girl?" Lysander asked, his lips twisting a little in thought. He had never hoped to have one sister, let alone two. It could be interesting, or utterly terrifying. Cheers, Dad. He watched her for a moment. "I pretty much just walked in, really, so I haven't seen much. I'm thinking about going for a walk a bit later, once I settle in."

He sighed a little. "Don't worry about rambling. The more you talk, the less I have to." He cracked a small smile, hoping that she took it as the joke it was meant as. Though, he was honest about not minding how much she talked. It was refreshing not to have to talk to fill the silence, especially if he was just talking to himself.

"Uhhh yeah? I think so? Don't quote me on that." She tells him with a grin, feeling more relaxed already. "Sounds like fun, I managed to do some exploring and save this hopeless demigod who kept going on about being a wizard I mean I know that being a demigod is hard to believe but a wizard I mean really? " She asks with a cheeky gin, before flipping more of her hair over her shoulder.

"Well then stick with me I can talk underwater or outer space according to my older brothers, I mean I don't think that it is possible to talk in out space? Is it? I mean I think he was just being mean."

Lysander's eyebrows shot up. "A wizard. Right. Let me guess, an Apollo kid who could shoot fire out of his fingertips or something?" He shook his head, then frowned a little. "A wizard kind of does make more sense than being the spog of a Greek or Roman God."

He reached up and itched his nose with his finger. "Being a wizard would be awesome. "

Blinking for a moment, Lysander tilted his head. "I'm pretty sure that your head would explode if you tried to talk in outer space." He paused, "You know, gravity and everything. Not worth it."

"Nope I think he was a kid of Maddox one of the newer gods." She tells him with a shrug, flopping back on the bed with a grin. "I guess it does but then again it's almost as out there as being the kid of gods."

"Nah man I like being a kid of Death too much to be a wizard, I mean we get awesome as control over death."

Ivan say back up and pouted. "But wouldn't it be totally awesome if you could talk in outer space? I wonder if father can I mean being a god and all you'd think he'd be able to don't you? Well I think so at least. We should do something together, let explore camp or something I'm so bored just sitting here, I mean I love talking to you but I think that exploring would be more fun for you."