The angel of death!(Neo's entrance(Closed))

Quintyn looked at Neo with a facial expression that could only be read as utter confusion. Just as the two had entered the Dining Pavilion the boy had begun spewing complete nonsense about Brooklyn, asking if she remembered it, telling her that he'd been there.
Quintyn watched Neo walk away to his table with grey eyes wide and eyebrows knit, as if Neo had grown two heads out of his neck. She had wanted to snap at him that he was to call her Quintyn, but she was too confused at the sudden outburst to speak.

With a confused expression still plastered on her face she made her way to the Athena table, hands stuffed into the pockets of her black hoodie and feet dragging on the ground.
Quintyn's siblings had already collected at her cabin table and had begun engaging in conversations of their own. Quintyn absentmindedly took a seat next to her half sister Lily Sol, who moved her skateboard out of the way so Quintyn could sit.
"Something wrong?" Lily asked.
"Uh- No. Just weird newbies." Quintyn looked over her shoulder and scanned the area with narrowed grey eyes in search of the Hades cabin, her gaze falling on Neo once she had found the table she'd been looking for. His words began playing over again in her head as she tried to find relevance and meaning to them. Lily cocked an eyebrow and followed Quintyn's gaze curiously.
"A new Hades kid?" Quintyn answered with a short nod of her head and turned around to face her empty white plate. Beside her, Lily stuffed a few fries that sat next to a big juicy hamburger in her mouth.
"Why's he got you all worked up?" Lily questioned, a smirk on her face. Quintyn thought about a plate filled with Pelmeni, which quickly began to appear in front of her.
"'Cause he asked if I remembered Brooklyn," she replied, tossing one of the meat stuffed dough balls in her mouth. Lily chuckled shortly in response.
"Do you? I mean, I know you've been here for a while but you do live there don't you?" Quintyn shot Lily a sarcastic laugh before continuing.
"He said he was there."
"... Yeah, lots of people are in Brooklyn," Lily replied, looking over her shoulder again at Neo, who sat looking excited about his glass of whatever it was he was drinking.
"Right?" Quintyn answered, raising her voice a little in exasperation. Lily turned back to her and nodded slowly.
"Well. That is pretty weird."
"Mhm...He seemed like he knew me," Quintyn pondered, eating her pelmeni slowly as she did. The daughter of Athena searched her mind but couldn't think of how she would know Neo. She was sure she'd remember him if he'd been influential to her. This kid could have possibly been a victim of a con she'd pulled and wanted his money back.
"Does he look familiar?" Lily asked before shoving her hamburger in her mouth and taking a large bite out of it, getting ketchup all over her chin, which she wiped off with the back of her hand. Quintyn stole another look back at Neo, analyzing his features more closely than she had before. The more she looked over him, the more he did seem familiar. Now Quintyn felt as though she had the memory at the tip of her fingers but she couldn't grab it.
"This is ridiculous," Quintyn muttered finally. Lily smirked again, a playful and curious light dancing in her familiar grey eyes.
"So he is familiar," she prodded.
"Yeah, but I can't remember why."
"My Gods, just go and ask him what the Hades he's talking about," Lily said with a roll of her eyes. Quintyn internally groaned, outwardly rolling her eyes and stuffing another peleni in her mouth. The last thing she wanted to do was spend more time with a newbie Hades kid.
"yebat' yego," Quintyn said, waving her hand in a frustrated dismissal. "I'll drop it and hope he doesn't bother me with it anymore."
"No you won't! You'll dwell on it all day because you can't figure it out. Gods, everyone hates it when you brood over things. You get more snappy than you already are and it's annoying," Lily argued. If it had been anybody else but Lily, Quin probably would have shot back a reply, but Quintyn knew Lily was right. Gods damn Lily for being right.

After dinner, Quintyn let Mr.D and Chiron file out of the dining pavilion with most of the other campers. She kept her keen eyes glued to Neo and approached him when the two authority figures had gone. Without so much as a warning Quintyn grabbed the neckline of Neo's shirt in a tight fist and pulled him closer to her before she let out her frustrations to him.
"Alright, kid, Here's your chance to explain what the Hades you were talking about back there, because I don't remember you, but you look damn familiar to me and it's super freaking frustrating. So spit it out."

Quintyn dropped her hands to the inside of her hoodie pockets once more and took a moment to glare around menacingly at the campers who had stayed to watch what had unfolded. Quin's grey eyes met Lily's, who quickly took the hint and dropped her skateboard on the ground, stepping on it with a foot and addressed the crowd.
"Nothing to see here, dudes. Keep walking." She proceeded to drag her foot along the floor and began skateboarding through the small mass of curious demigods to break them up and get them moving. Quin was pretty grateful to have Lily there.

Quintyn followed Neo out of the dining pavilion, eyes narrowed to slits as she veered to the direction of the forest. She didn't say a word to Neo as they walked, wanting to get his explanation over as quickly as she could. Now that she was closer to Neo, she took a moment to once more analyze him up close. She hoped to gain more of an understanding of who he was that way.
Quintyn discreetly drew side-eyed glances at Neo as they walked, analyzing his posture with each step he took and his mannerisms every moment he moved his body. Nothing rang a bell to her, but the feeling of a memory fondling the tips of her outstretched fingers so violently taunted her she had become utterly determined. Her sweeping eyes brushed over every edge and curve of Neo's face, trying to bring more familiarity to it. She felt it would help her if she could get a chance to look at his eyes. Quintyn often payed most attention to a persons eyes. People analogized them as the windows of the soul, and Quintyn believed whole-heartedly that they were just that. She'd been thoroughly educated on reading a persons emotions through their eyes, allowing her the ability to tell whether or not a person was lying or telling the truth.

The forest was in close proximity to the dining pavilion. By now, the sun had just disappeared under the horizon and campers had made their way to their cabins to prepare for the evening activity, which happened to be the volleyball league seeing as it was a Monday.
As the two reached the now eerily darkened forest under the darkening orange hue of the magnificent sky, Quintyn turned to face him, holding herself with a straight back and head held high. Her piercing grey eyes directed solely towards his brown coloured irises.
Quintyn refused to say anything. Instead she cocked an eyebrow questioningly and crossed her arms under her chest as she waited for Neo to explain himself.

Quintyn chewed on Neo's words as he spoke, listening intently and keeping her eyes as glued to his as she could. As he talked, she could feel the memory that teased her come closer and closer, until finally she had grabbed it in a tight fist. Her arms dropped from their crossed position to her sides.

She had been twelve at the time, living in Brooklyn for her second year, still very new to America and all it had to offer. The childhood she had grown up with had left her so quickly that Quintyn hadn't had much time to adapt to a life so unlike the one she had lived since she could remember. In those first few years being in America, she hadn't had many friends. She was always getting in trouble with schools for stealing and conning things from her classmates. The school that Neo had described was her second school in two years.
Quintyn remembered the day as a little overcast. A light wind had blown through the air every so often at the park Quin found herself visiting after school most days. Her routine was to go sit at the swings, and if they were busy she'd hang around the monkey bars asking passersby to "pick a card, any card".
That day, the swing set was occupied, but something kept Quintyn from silently migrating to the monkey bars.
A kid around her age with brown hair and brown eyes to match, just like Neo's stood with three kids towering over him. They sneered and taunted and threw insults and threats his way. Quintyn watched with narrowed eyes, an uneasiness stirring in her stomach at the scene. She wanted to go chase off the bigger kids but she wasn't exactly sure how to go about it just yet. After all, there were three of them and she was much smaller than them. How on earth could she scare them?
It wasn't until the frightened expression of the boy turned horrified and the three bullies began putting their grubby hands on the helpless kid that Quintyn sprung to action. She bent down and curled her fingers around a hefty rock. She aimed it towards the leader's head and it made contact with the back of his neck. An angry and pain filled roar echoed through the area as the leader of the group whirled around to look at her. She couldn't see much of his face under the cap of his hat, but she could tell he looked angry. Quintyn managed to stand tall, even though she questioned why she was now putting herself in danger for a kid she barely even knew. She marched up to the bigger kid and put herself in between him and his friends and the brown haired kid she'd now committed herself to protecting. They spat their threats at Quintyn too, and she shot insults back at them. Her lashing tongue had only provoked them, and she ended up getting her and the younger Neo into more trouble. The two were forced to run from the group of three bullies, who looked monstrous in comparison to other human people. The two had managed to outrun their pursuers and hid in an alleyway from them, losing them in the chaos of the Brooklyn streets.
How could she forget that memory?

Quintyn was shaken from her flashback, which had seemed like it had taken much more time to play out in her mind than it actually had. She payed attention just as Neo admitted to possibly having liked her in the past, which Quintyn reacted to with wide eyes and a few questioning blinks. Quintyn was unsure of how else to react to the new bit of information, so she tried brushing it off.
"Yeah, I remember saving your ass now," she recalled out loud. "Gods, dude. You've got a pretty good memory if you remember that." The daughter of Athena stuffed her hands into her hoodie pocket once more before looking up at Neo and simply adding,
"Well. You're welcome."

Quintyn cocked an eyebrow to Neo's response and once again looked at him with a questioning expression.
"I mean... I guess? You... Remembered a thing, so, would that not entail you having a good memory?" Quintyn couldn't see the big deal in her statement. It wasn't as if she'd told him he was the smartest guy on earth or anything. She was pretty positive he wasn't.

Quintyn let out a short breath after a long inhale. She wasn't too sure where to go from here. It wasn't too often Quintyn encountered a ghost from her past. In her experience, she'd been taught to run from them, because they were usually dangerous or wanted you for something. Quintyn's father, an evasive man, had always been careful to avoid meeting the same person twice. Quintyn had seemed to adopt his careful approach to such instances... Well, maybe she handled it a bit more aggressively than he would.
"Well... At least I know you've gotten kind of better at defending yourself from monsters since then." Quintyn recalled the fight she'd shared with Neo up against the beast that had followed them to the camp border. "Though I'll be honest, playing music like that is one of the stupidest things you can do... You'll learn more about that as you start training here, but personally I'd suggest you break the habit and get better at fighting without it."

Quintyn decided to take her leave with a short nod of her head towards the boy who stood in front of her as she began to turn her back to him.
"Anyway... Later."
Quintyn began to walk away, removing a hand from the pockets of her hoodie to throw a peace sign over he shoulder as she left. She proceeded to pull the black hood of her sweater over her head and stuffed her hand once again in her pocket.