Octavia: She gasps as she scrambles to grab her new iPod and her headphones. Octavia also pushed herself upward and dusted off the dirt off of her purple dress. Turning beet red and mumbles. "It's okay."
Uriel: He was about to offer his hand to help her, but she jumped up before he got the chance. Oh well. He examined her suddenly. "Ah, you're my new little sister. I haven't gotten the chance to talk to you yet! I'm Uriel, you?"
Octavia: Her bright green eyes widen. "I've been here for months!" Octavia muttered under her breathe. Sighing she replies while eyeing her surroundings. "Octavia, Octavia Breaux."
Uriel: "You're still new to me!" He says, laughing. "Heh, ah sorry. I don't get out much anymore, so I'm not surprised I didn't meet you yet." He looks into her eyes, and his purple eyes stare at hers with a sort of determination, and at the same time wonder.
Octavia: She rolled her eyes and continued to listen to her music. "Okay." Octavia smiled at him and thumped her foot. "You're the lieutenant right?"
Uriel: "Yes ma'am. Always at the service of my fellow children of the dark arts," He says in an insincere, militaristic voice. He then breaks into a short bout of laughter, exclaiming, "Something like that, yeah?"
Octavia: She once again rolled her eyes. "Excuse me, but it's getting really late." She yawned and pointed to their cabin.
Uriel: He felt she wasn't too happy with him at the moment, so decided to step back. "Alrighty then, I won't keep you from your sleep. Nice talking to you."
Octavia: She nodded and carried onward to get her rest for the next day…
Narrator: It was bright morning as Octavia woke up to the beaming sunlight that traveled through her window. Groaning, she suddenly hears a noise on the door as if a camper suddenly knocked on the door of the cabin. Octavia yells for one of her half-siblings to answer the door.
Uriel: He was already up a little early, so he briskly walks over to the cabin door, opening it. He finds a very attractive messenger-boy, sent to deliver a package. He gladly accepts it and with that the boy was off once more. He sits the package back near his room's door.
Octavia: She sprints out of her room and looks at Uriel. "What, is that?"
Uriel: "A secret! You'll find out soon enough." He then takes the focus off of the package and onto Octavia. "Well, good morning."
Octavia: Being the annoying person she is, she tries to take the package. "Just tell meee!"