Valerie Winters walked into the Second Cohort's barracks, feeling ever so slightly dizzy and somewhat significantly sick. She resisted the urge to vomit, she had not eaten anything anyway because she had not felt right. She looked pale, though all things considered this tended to be the norm after what she pulled a few days ago.
The daughter of Apollo had spent the last forty eight hours in the medical district as she healed an injured camper during a training session. Unfortunately, the nature of his injury resulted in Valerie passing out for a day. Finally released for the care of excellent medical staff, she made her way back to her home in amongst the second.
She spotted Sophia lying on her bunk and headed over to her centurion. Valerie called out a greeting, uncertain what the things were around her ears. "Hey..." Her voice trailed off, her mind perplexed by the headphones or earphones or whatever they were. To many, her confusion would of be strange as most teenagers knew what this technology was. All except for Valerie who thanks to a certain casino had been ripped from her own timeline and dropped into this alien future.
There was a note in the small teenager's hand, excusing her from training for today. Valerie stood a five feet tall, just. She had friendly hazel eyes and long curly dark brown hair. She was clad in blue jeans, black trainers and a purple t-shirt with a golden musical note on the front of it.