The car shifted ever so slightly as it bobbed and weaved down the old gravel road. Such a strange feeling to be back again, anxiety showing on the boys worried face as he rotated a small blue sapphire his sister had given him in his hands. He was late like usual the driver was not familiar with this area and was barely able to get past the government checkpoint at the beginning of this road. To be fair the gate guard was rather intimidating, saying this camp was for youths who had done something criminally wrong. The driver did look at the boy a bit differently and with a bit of wonder but didn’t say anything about it.
After a little while Torok could tell they were getting closer the brush around the road was beginning to clear out, and he could see some outlaying structures. There were a few campers still around making their way toward orientation, none of whom he recognized. He could feel the car slowly come to a stop, the driver didn’t get out of his car he simply nodded to the boy who got out of the car and handed his duffle bags of clothing and smaller effects off to an employee. He showed the man his Invitation as the driver pulled away,
“you’re a little late Mr. Citadel, the others have already started orientation” all the man received in return was a shrug.
Torok was rather large for his age, dwarfing most that stood next to him in both height and stature. He constantly looked a bit dirty and always smelled like the ground or occasionally like a flower. His clothes were quite plain, a green t-shirt and loose fitting blue jeans, but he was not wearing any socks or shoes. Around his neck was a silver chain with a small sapphire stone, roughly the size of a large marble, resting in the middle, the stone and silver metal chain had small pieces of granite interlaced with it. The granite wasn’t for looks it was mostly so Torok could find it if he ever lost it. Along with the necklace small Jasmine vines grew around his neck, the flowers blooming with a strong scent. The flowers were attracting some bees now and then and the smell of Jasmin was his favorite so it did not bother him.
He walked slowly down the concrete path way, he could already hear Lilac giving her opening speech, so he at least knew he didn’t miss much. Slowly he walked up to the main double doors of the Mess hall, the doors were propped open he guessed to allow air flow. Instead of finding a spot to sit as the Fae finished her speech he instead opted to looking around at the others seeing if he recognized any. There were a few familiar faces in the crowd, yet he could not remember their names, he never truly got along with any of them. The last two times he was here he was engulfed by his own problems to bother with anyone else other than the councilors.
He stood there leaning against the door frame watching the others for a time, the innocent smiles and wary looks of the unsure added with the occasional look or frown that said ‘why am I even here’ the first day was always so wired when it came to the emotions of others. He watched as the councilors engaged the others and answered their questions, for whatever reason he couldn’t see Kalliphae among the councilors it was very possible she was just getting food or was lost somewhere in this sea of people. Before he made his way towards the table where they were handing out the schedule’s he noticed one of the councilors, Thelma Ainsley, heading towards him with another student in tow. He knew well enough that whatever it was they were talking about should be private as it is with anyone that is taken aside for a private talk. The boy waited briefly at the door as they walked past and before moving inside placed his hand on the wall, from it grew two tendrils of green vines that snaked and wormed their way quickly over the wall until they were right next to the two girls. There the vines gathered and twisted around each other eventually sprouting two rose buds that bloomed into two large red roses that faced the girls.
@candlelitcraft@BilboTheGreat Torok didn’t wait to see their reaction, really it was just his way of showing the councilor that he had better control of his ability’s now. He made his way to the plastic table with the other councilors, he did cut in line but only for a moment to grab his packet. No one gripped to him, they may talk bad about him but few ever got the courage to say it to his face or confront him about it he figured it was because he was so big and rarely smiled. The boy was careful with how he walked, here were a few others there that were quite small, and he did not wish to harm them. He nodded towards the two at the table and noticed that his favorite councilor Kalliphae was there, he smiled at her as he picked up his packet. This gesture for some would be quite simple and nothing to take another glance at but for him, this was the first time he smiled while at camp. It didn’t last long though he quickly picked up his packet and walked back outside, he wasn’t hungry and didn’t think too much about conversing with the others. He simply walked out to a patch of grass near the building and sat down, once there he slowly closed his eyes and began to meditate. As he meditated flowers began to sprout around him and bloom, the grass grew taller and thicker, vines and small shrubs grew to partially envelop the boy and wrap around him as he sat there.
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