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Uh--hi, my name is Bianca. Bianca di Angelo. I guess I'm new here?

[ She pauses after that and fiddles with the locket a little, not really sure where she should go now that she's introduced herself. She has a lot of questions, and plenty of concerns, but she's also not really sure where or how to start voicing them. It doesn't help that this whole thing feels very impersonal. It's almost like she's talking to a wall and not a whole bunch of different people. ]

Right, okay. So I get why I'm here. I've got something important inside me, and...all that. [ It's said a little uncomfortably. Not only is it a little weird to think she's been living her whole life with the shard of some otherworldly crystal inside her body, but she definitely has enough on her plate already, She doesn't want to worry about a another war on top of everything else. ] But what if--[ She hesitates again, biting her lip. ]

What if we have something equally important to do back home? Will they send us back? My--friends are in serious trouble. [ And it's definitively her fault they are. She didn't listen to Percy, and now, well, things are bad. Really, really bad. ] I'd like to be able to help them, somehow. Even if I can't return, there has to be something I can do from here, right?

[ And then, just to have something a little less heavy to talk about; ]

Oh, and are the imps always so rude? I tried to talk to one, but it bit my finger.

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[oh. holy hera.

jason never knew her, but he knew that name, and he stares at her face in quiet awe throughout the video. it's...not exactly familiar, but he can see the family resemblance, kinda, mostly because he's looking for it.

(it's be more obvious, he thinks, if nico were healthier, if he weren't so gaunt and tired and sickly-pale. but it's hard to image a nico with that warm olive skin, even having gotten a glimpse of how he used to be as jason had.)

it's only after a long few moments that he realizes his locket is open and he's staring and he hasn't actually said anything.]

Uh. [smooth, superman.] Bianca?

[[and through all this, he still hasn't even registered the meaning of the whole "imps" thing.]

[ Bianca stares right back at him, to study his face in the hope of being able to place it. Does she know him? Had she seen him around camp? She doesn't think he's familiar, his face doesn't strike her as one she's seen before, but it's not like she'd been at Camp Half Blood long enough to recognize everyone there. ]

Uh. Hi. [ Her response is equally smooth. ] Do I know you?

[ Her eyes narrow a little. Not in suspicion, but in thought. She's almost positive now that he's a stranger to her, but the way he had studied her before is a little off. It doesn't mean he knows her, but it seems to indicate some level of familiarity, like he had been looking for something in her face. ]

Oh. Yeah. I mean, no, you don't. Uh...

[how best to put this? saying "i'm friends with nico" would explain his own reaction best, but he gets the feelings the whole di angelo family thing is gonna be awkward for a bit, and he doesn't want to just add to that. if nothing else, jason is at least considerate.]

I'm Jason Grace. Thalia's my older sister.

[thalia had known bianca, he's pretty sure.]

[ Oh. So he had been at Camp Half Blood, then? It makes more sense than anything else, anyway. ] Oh, that's cool.

[ She hesitates a second. Assuming he's from the same--or a similar--time from her, he must be worried about Thalia. Who knows, this place is weird. And she still can't figure out why he'd been looking at her so strangely. (Well, she can. She just doesn't want to think about that right now.) ]

I know that Camp Half Blood doesn't really like the Hunters, but--I hope we can get along, here. [ Demigods gotta stick together ect ect. ]

What? No, why would I care about that? Thalia's--

[wait, had she joined the hunters yet by that point? gods, this is way more awkward than he'd anticipated.]

...Look, I don't mind. I'm glad you're here. [nico will be happy, at least.]

[ She looks puzzled, but manages a smile and a nod. ]

Okay. I'm glad. Some of the looks the other campers gave the hunters...it was a little intimidating.

It's fine, I don't care what kind of weird grudge the camp has. I was only there for a little over half a year anyway.

[which probably sounds like a lot, to a girl who barely stopped in before running off with the hunters and dying. but it's not much compared to twelve years with the romans, where the hunters weren't even a thing.]

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