Let's find some trouble! (private Green and Sienna)

Pablo decided to go searching in the ancient temple ruins bright and early as soon as he woke up. Like 1 PM or so. He took care of hygiene and threw on a white-shirt and shorts and headed out to the jungle area.

When Pablo got there, he looked around. The ancient temple ruins fascinated him. What were they from? Was there an actual ancient temple that used to be there? How did it get there? Did early Aztec mythology people build it for a reason? He searched around in them, just after setting a few traps because he wanted El Fuego as a pet okay. He got out his personal journal, writing some stuff down. He heard a noise and threw a fireball in it's direction. Not the best idea in a jungle. "No, bad trees! Don't set on fire!"

Surrounded by black and white candles, Zoila sat in one of the ancient ruins of camp Azteca. These ruins hold ancient secrets that could only be discovered when someone ventured inside. Sitting crossed legged, she was chanting something under her breath, tapping into the ancient magic that was already there. Her face was painted with purple and red Aztec tribal markings. The air began to get thick as the chanting got louder and louder. Picking up the bundle of twine from the bowl, Zoila threw it in the air. Before it came down, the bundle stopped falling and started to become undone.

Pablo quickly put on the fires via patting and fire immunity. He looked the direction of the temples again, but saw Margot. "Eyyy, it's Margot. Um, sorry about that. I set most random things on fire. Did you come here to explore the temples too?" he said, and also saw Zoila doing the cool magic. "We can ask her to come along too. I'm sure no trouble what so ever will happen."

Zoila almost finished her spell when she heard talking. Sighing to herself, she opened one eye. "Stop. Talking." She said to the both of them. The twine was almost straightened out when it just bundled back up again and fell in her lap. "Dammit. See what you did? I was so close to" Snapping her fingers, the candles went out and Zoila stood up, brushing off her knee length skirt. "I have half the mind to curse you right then and there." She wouldn't dare curse Margot for several reasons. One of them involving Santiago. "...Hola, Margot. Como estas?"