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To say that Cabin three was a beautiful place on the outside was an understatement. River made sure that his home sparkled as it should on the outside. He seemed to take great care in keeping the sea stone shinning and bright as if it were just built.

The inside however, looked like a hurricane had come though almost daily. This however was mostly due to a common routen of organized chaos. The blonde was known for taking his things and putting them away, then forgeting exactly where he left them. And so most of his things ended up scattered about the floor in hopes of finding a simple pen that he had left on his desk.

The array of swimtrucks, surf boards, board wax, and fishing equipment was quite hysterical. The surf board toward the back of the room laying against a small foutain was his most prized possesion, as most of the camp knew.

River sighed and walked over to a pair of blue board shorts that were thrown over a makeshift clothes line of fishing line, where most of his things could drip dry. The down side to being a son of Poseidon was most if not all of your things ended up wet in one way or another. So the simple soultion in the blondes mind was to make a spot for his wet clothes.

Looking over to his left he saw his bo staff shining in the sun light. He was proud of his weapon. It was a dangerous thing when put in the hands of someone that knew how to use it, and he never questioned how dangerous it could be in his own hands. He knew how dangerous it was.

Grabbing his surf board he nodded to himself. Leaving his troubles with his shirt inside his cabin, he ran for Fireworks Beach to get in a session before meeting Jasmine.

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