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10 days ago

Current my depression is homophobic.

7 mos ago

for once i hoped that the crazies were right about the world was ending today. i don't want to pay rent tomorrow.

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3 yrs ago

anything that inconveniences me is now homophobic

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6 yrs ago

When you want to join RPs but you know you don't have the time and energy to do it so you just make characters for that RP and imagine being in that world just for a little while

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6 yrs ago

I suck dick in the name of God then.

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In ♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (Roleplay Re-Booted) → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

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Mess Hall | Camp-Halfblood
@Metztli

She stood there for a little longer, watching Talon leave. Valeria waved towards him, an easy smile spreading over her features as he turned back to look at her. She understood now why he had been so reluctant, so standoffish. She had felt the old injuries, the poorly healed cuts all over his body, and they told her enough. Enough to connect the dots—enough in her mind. She shouldn't have been so forward, maybe be a little more gentle but then again, that wasn't Valeria. She could get lost in the moment, she had trouble reading people and seeing social cues. She just hoped she hadn't pushed Talon too far. 

Hoped that he would keep the potion and use it. 

Valeria stayed there by the lake until Talon had disappeared, and the only thing remaining of him was her thoughts and the bloody rocks under her feet. She picked one of them up, looking at the splatter of blood on them before pulling her hand back, just like he had shown her, and swung the rock forward to the surface of the lake. The satisfying sound of the splat  seemed to echo on her mind as she watched the smooth pebble skip across the water until it finally lost its momentum and sunk. The ripples in the water stopped, and Valeria finally left the lake.

She tried not to think of Talon as she made her way back into camp, past the cabins and towards the Mess Hall. She walked past a few campers talking amongst each other, something about a missing pie and boxes. Valeria wondered if Maki had done something on their way to their destination, probably caused some minor chaos or inconvenience, the normal. When Valeria finally made her way to the Mess Hall, she immediately spotted Maki sitting and digging right into a suspicious-looking pie.

"So, this is the pie I heard of on my way here." She smiled, sitting across from Maki. Valeria reached over to take a spoon for herself. "How'd you do it?" She had always enjoyed hearing Maki's little chains; as small as they were, they seemed to work in the end. Most of them anyway. Maki had a way of just perfecting Valeria's pranks and making sure they caused the most chaos; it was truly a skill that she admired about them.


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In ♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (Roleplay Re-Booted) → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

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"I can feel you take control
Of who I am and all I've ever known"

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N A M E
Beauregard Leo Garcia
	"Beau" or "Bo"

A G E
March 11th, 18

G E N D E R
cis Male

S E X U A L I T Y 
Bisexual
	male leaning

E T H N I C I T Y 
Mexican - English

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A P P E R A N C E
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 155lbs
Hair: Black
Eyes: Hazel
Body Type: Muscled, Well Toned
Body Marks: Both Ears are Pierced

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R E L A T I O N S H I P  S T A T U S 
Single
	Past: Imani Du Bailey, Simon Brown (ex-camper), Julian Smith (deceased)

F A M I L Y
Mother - Maria Garcia
Father - Hephaestus
Siblings - 
Ky' vie Morgan
Hayden Alexander Morgan
Corona Talos

L E G A C Y
N/A

P E T S
N/A

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L I K E S
✔ reading, sci-fi, fantasy, and horror
✔ staring at himself in the mirror
✔ video games, mostly rpgs and sims
✔ spicy foods, will eat a ghost peper like nothing
✔ wood work, loves to make little toys
✔ physical contact, he's a bit touch starved
✔ the "devil's" lettuce, only in eaten form
✔ messing with people, in whatever way possible
✔ dancing, he's a great salsa and bachata dancer
✔ sleeping around with anyone that will have him

D I S L I K E S 
✘ nosy people, get out of his business
✘ flat hair, it doesn't look good on him
✘ humidity, makes his hair frizz up
✘ fire, it still hurts like a bitch
✘ people who think they are better than others
✘ being told to wait or having to wait
✘ the taste or thought of vodka, never again bros
✘ bigots, he will punch them in the face
✘ bland fashion taste, add some spice to it!

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P E R S O N A L I T Y 

Confident | Friendly | Sarcastic |  Impatient | Out-Spoken | Kind | Playful | Fun-Loving | Loyal | Short-Tempered


To Be Written.

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B I O G R A P H Y
First generation Mexican-English, Maria Garcia was the first of her family to go to college and graduate with two doctorates and a Masters at the age of 27. Having to navigate through her college years was not easy for her, especially in her STEM program. Being one out of the other thirteen women to be in her STEM program, she had to put with enough bullshit to last her a lifetime. And as a last big middle finger to the rest of her male classmates, she graduated with honors alongside five of her other female classmates.

A proud and accomplished woman, Maria got a job as a professor and as a Robotics Engineer for one of the top tech companies in England. During one of her conferences in London, she met a man named Matthew Woods. Both adults hit it off instantly and kept in contact even after both of them parted ways. They would meet up every now and then for drinks and dinner. After almost half a year of courting, Maria was pregnant with Beau, and the father disappeared. 

Maria decided to raise Beau in London for the better part of his early childhood. She loved her jobs too much to leave them, so Beau was raised by nannies. Strict nannies would slap his hands if he touched something he wasn't supposed to or slap him if he said something inappropriate. Then, just around the corner of his fifth birthday, Maria got married to a man named John Wilson. Not even a year later, they were welcoming their first child together. Beau was forgotten and left to the many nannies and tutors at home. It didn't last long. 

Maria decided that one kid was enough, and he was sent to Mexico to live with his grandparents for a while in Polanco. His grandparents were wealthy landowners, they owned land all around the country, and even then, they had their own little mechanic shop in the heart of the city. Beau grew to love the shop and his grandmother's gift to fix about anything that came in the shop. He was a natural learner, always excited to watch her work. 

Growing up around machines was like a dream for Beau. It felt natural to work with his hands, get them dirty with oil and see what you had been working with to finally come alive after hours or days. His grandfather taught him about woodwork, too, showed him that building wasn't just about technology or mechanics. It would also be a form of art, something that Beau could use to relax. His first work of art fell apart within the first hour of completion, but this only motivated the boy to work harder.

Mexico felt like home. A home that didn't last long. 

His mother and her new family moved to the United States just two years later and wanted Beau to move in with them. He didn't want to at first. He loved his grandparents and their workshop, but they convinced him to try it for a year. One year and if he didn't like it he was allowed to come back. 

A few months before his eighth birthday he was claimed by his father. He didn’t know what it had meant and he didn’t want to ask his mother about it either; afraid he wouldn’t be allowed to go back to his grandparents. A week later a man and two teens came to his house in Florida to explain to him what that symbol had meant. That summer Beau left Florida and moved into Camp Half-blood. He visits his grandparents every winter or spring without missing a season. 

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D E M I G O D   I N F O
C A B I N
Cabin Nine ⧿ Hephaestus, God of the Forge

S T A T U S
Half-time Camper
	10 years

R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S
- Be a pain in the ass to his siblings.
- Furniture Repairman

W E A P O N S 
- Axe enchanted into a ring.
- Crosbow he designed a few months ago.

A B I L I T I E S
 Technopathy :
	Beau can create, shape and manipulate technology and technological constructs, computers, robots, hardware and other devices that can be termed as "technology". Due to his upbrining, Beau is specially skilled with technology, robotics, and anything electronic related. He has coded various games and programs to help other demi-gods like him.
Geokinesis :
	Like his father, Beau has the ability over lava, and magma, he has a certain level of control over earth. Using this ability has become second nature to Beau in recent years.
 Pyrokinesis :
	A rare ability among his siblings, Beau only has a resistance to heat. While he is unable to get burned, he still expiriences the pain from the heat. 
Superhuman Abilites :
	Like all demigods, Beau posses superhuman streangth, agility, durability, and reflexes.

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O T H E R
Can speak English, Greek, and Spanish.
Beau is a pretty good cook.
Loves to bother his siblings.
Always makes a bedhead look good.
Likes to act oblivious.


Face Claim: Xavier Serrano | #703642


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___________________________________ _{N A M E} _{Beauregard Leo Garcia "Beau" or "Bo"} _{A G E} _{March 11^th, 18} _{G E N D E R} _{cis Male} _{S E X U A L I T Y} _{Bisexual _{male leaning}} _{E T H N I C I T Y} _{Mexican - English} ___________________________________ _{A P P E R A N C E} _Height: _5'8" _Weight: _155lbs _Hair: _Black _Eyes: _Hazel _{Body Type:} _{Muscled, Well Toned} _{Body Marks:} _{Both Ears are Pierced} ___________________________________ _{R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S} _{Single Past: Imani Du Bailey, Simon Brown (ex-camper), Julian Smith (deceased)} _{F A M I L Y} _{Mother - Maria Garcia Father - Hephaestus Siblings - Ky' vie Morgan Hayden Alexander Morgan Corona Talos} _{L E G A C Y} _N/A _{P E T S} _N/A ___________________________________	____________________________________________________________________________ _{L I K E S} _✔ _{reading, sci-fi, fantasy, and horror} _✔ _{staring at himself in the mirror} _✔ _{video games, mostly rpgs and sims} _✔ _{spicy foods, will eat a ghost peper like nothing} _✔ _{wood work, loves to make little toys} _✔ _{physical contact, he's a bit touch starved} _✔ _{the "devil's" lettuce, only in eaten form} _✔ _{messing with people, in whatever way possible} _✔ _{dancing, he's a great salsa and bachata dancer} _✔ _{sleeping around with anyone that will have him} _{D I S L I K E S} _✘ _{nosy people, get out of his business} _✘ _{flat hair, it doesn't look good on him} _✘ _{humidity, makes his hair frizz up} _✘ _{fire, it still hurts like a bitch} _✘ _{people who think they are better than others} _✘ _{being told to wait or having to wait} _✘ _{the taste or thought of vodka, never again bros} _✘ _{bigots, he will punch them in the face} _✘ _{bland fashion taste, add some spice to it!} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{P E R S O N A L I T Y} _{Confident \| Friendly \| Sarcastic \| Impatient \| Out-Spoken \| Kind \| Playful \| Fun-Loving \| Loyal \| Short-Tempered To Be Written.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{B I O G R A P H Y} _{First generation Mexican-English, Maria Garcia was the first of her family to go to college and graduate with two doctorates and a Masters at the age of 27. Having to navigate through her college years was not easy for her, especially in her STEM program. Being one out of the other thirteen women to be in her STEM program, she had to put with enough bullshit to last her a lifetime. And as a last big middle finger to the rest of her male classmates, she graduated with honors alongside five of her other female classmates. A proud and accomplished woman, Maria got a job as a professor and as a Robotics Engineer for one of the top tech companies in England. During one of her conferences in London, she met a man named Matthew Woods. Both adults hit it off instantly and kept in contact even after both of them parted ways. They would meet up every now and then for drinks and dinner. After almost half a year of courting, Maria was pregnant with Beau, and the father disappeared. Maria decided to raise Beau in London for the better part of his early childhood. She loved her jobs too much to leave them, so Beau was raised by nannies. Strict nannies would slap his hands if he touched something he wasn't supposed to or slap him if he said something inappropriate. Then, just around the corner of his fifth birthday, Maria got married to a man named John Wilson. Not even a year later, they were welcoming their first child together. Beau was forgotten and left to the many nannies and tutors at home. It didn't last long. Maria decided that one kid was enough, and he was sent to Mexico to live with his grandparents for a while in Polanco. His grandparents were wealthy landowners, they owned land all around the country, and even then, they had their own little mechanic shop in the heart of the city. Beau grew to love the shop and his grandmother's gift to fix about anything that came in the shop. He was a natural learner, always excited to watch her work. Growing up around machines was like a dream for Beau. It felt natural to work with his hands, get them dirty with oil and see what you had been working with to finally come alive after hours or days. His grandfather taught him about woodwork, too, showed him that building wasn't just about technology or mechanics. It would also be a form of art, something that Beau could use to relax. His first work of art fell apart within the first hour of completion, but this only motivated the boy to work harder. Mexico felt like home. A home that didn't last long. His mother and her new family moved to the United States just two years later and wanted Beau to move in with them. He didn't want to at first. He loved his grandparents and their workshop, but they convinced him to try it for a year. One year and if he didn't like it he was allowed to come back. A few months before his eighth birthday he was claimed by his father. He didn’t know what it had meant and he didn’t want to ask his mother about it either; afraid he wouldn’t be allowed to go back to his grandparents. A week later a man and two teens came to his house in Florida to explain to him what that symbol had meant. That summer Beau left Florida and moved into Camp Half-blood. He visits his grandparents every winter or spring without missing a season.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{D E M I G O D I N F O} _{C A B I N} _{Cabin Nine ⧿ Hephaestus, God of the Forge} _{S T A T U S} _{Half-time Camper 10 years} _{R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S} _{- Be a pain in the ass to his siblings. - Furniture Repairman} _{W E A P O N S} _{- Axe enchanted into a ring. - Crosbow he designed a few months ago.} _{A B I L I T I E S} _{Technopathy :} _{Beau can create, shape and manipulate technology and technological constructs, computers, robots, hardware and other devices that can be termed as "technology". Due to his upbrining, Beau is specially skilled with technology, robotics, and anything electronic related. He has coded various games and programs to help other demi-gods like him.} _{Geokinesis :} _{Like his father, Beau has the ability over lava, and magma, he has a certain level of control over earth. Using this ability has become second nature to Beau in recent years.} _{Pyrokinesis :} _{A rare ability among his siblings, Beau only has a resistance to heat. While he is unable to get burned, he still expiriences the pain from the heat.} _{Superhuman Abilites :} _{Like all demigods, Beau posses superhuman streangth, agility, durability, and reflexes.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{O T H E R} _{Can speak English, Greek, and Spanish.} _{Beau is a pretty good cook.} _{Loves to bother his siblings.} _{Always makes a bedhead look good.} _{Likes to act oblivious.} _{Face Claim: Xavier Serrano \| #703642}

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Lake | Camp-Halfblood
@MarshiestMallow

"Really? I promise I'll just heal you!" Velria was finally catching very obvious signs. Talon's fist balling up again, how he tensed his jaw when he spoke and how he avoided looking directly at her. Her father had always told her to read people more carefully, watching the little movements they did. Any signs to let her know what the other person might be feeling. 

"I'll just touch your arm, don't worry. Leave it to little Vale to heal ya!" She gently placed a hand over Talon's bicep, and like before, her hand began to glow a soft pink shade. It was warm, almost soothing, as the feeling spread over the rest of his body. Valeria could feel the various bruises and scars over Talon's body, making her eyebrows furrow just a bit. She only healed the fresh cuts and forming bruises over his body. 

When she was done, she pulled away with a grin. "And done!" She crossed her arms over her chest and took a step back to examine her work once more. There would be no scars or bruises from the fall or any hits Talon had taken while on the obstacle tower. After making sure her work was well done, Valeria returned her eyes to Talon's. 

"Well, I think we are done." She placed her hands over her waist and gave the boy a nod. "If any bruises do appear, tell me because I'm still getting a hand of making those stay away. And if you feel uneasy, like you're about to get the runs, do tell me because it might be a side effect. No biggie though, I'll fix it in no time!" Valeria gave him another smile. She was glad that Talon had let her heal him."Well, I think I should get going. I promised a friend I would meet up with them."


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Lake | Camp-Halfblood
@MarshiestMallow

Valeria was even more confused now. Why was he apologizing for again? And if it wasn't her fault why was he acting this way? She wanted to ask, to be direct but Talon looked like he wouldn't answer any of her questions. He wouldn't even take her potion. A bit defleated that Talon hadn't accepted her vial, she lowered her hands and peeked up at him. 

"You don't have to apologize to me," She smiled, offering the vial again. "You're pretty cool." Like the few seconds before he hadn't taken it. She really wanted him to have it. If Talon wasn't telling her the truth about being hurt somewhere else she at least wanted him to the potion for later on. 

"Take it, if you don't want to drink it right now you can save it for later! It doesn't go bad so you don't have to worry about it." Valeria wiggled the potion in front of him like a piece of meat. "It's freee~! I usually charge ten drachmae for these babies!" She continued to wiggle the vial in front of his face.

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Stands to Big House | Camp-Halfblood
@Metztli

Kyrin watched Erin leave. He took a step forward towards her direction before he stopped himself. No, she needed time. she had been swarmed by people the second she recieved the prophecy and hadn't had time to think everything through. Still, he wanted to go after her comfort her. He was about to turn back when he felt the warm hand of Elia's around his wrist. Kyrin flinched at the touch but didn't say anything when he realized who it was. The hand felt foreign to him there. He wanted to pull back so badly and run away from this place. He pushed it down. Down and into a little corner.

Then he was being pulled out from the group and out the cabin. He didn't even have time to react before he found himself under the cool shade of the trees. Kyrin glared at Elias as he finally snatched his wrist back from Elias's hand. He rubbed the skin there as if Elias had burned his wrist. 

"You're right; you shouldn't have." Kyrin continued to glare at the son of Ares in front of him. Why did Elias have to act like he knew everything? He was always trying to act like he was the smartest guy around. Talking like he had to be the rational one. "Just leave me alone. You're always acting so high and mighty around everyone. Treating me like I'm a fucking kid I-I... I..." 

His voice cracked. Kyrin's hands were shaking now. He reached into his pocket and fished out the packet of cigarettes. He could feel the heavy hands over him. Calloused fingers around his throat. His trembling fingers pulled out one of the nicotine filled sticks and placed it between his lips. The burning sensation on his wet cheeks. Kyrin ignored Elias all the while, not caring what the other one thought of him as he desperately lit the cigarette.

The nicotine worked through his body slowly, he could feel his lungs fill with it and seeping into him. His hands continued to tremble even as he turned his back to Elias and began to walk further into the trees to put as much distance between himself and Elias. Kyrin couldn't let people see him like this.


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Stands to Big House | Camp-Halfblood
@Vicier@King Kindred@Zenritch@Metztli@Moro

Two might find love. 

Kyrin didn't glace to the figure next to him, afraid that Elias wouldn't be there. Instead, he concentrated on the rest of the prophecy. One soul shall be taken. The Ladies dove shall be found, but what vengeance will it awaken. Prophecies often had two meanings. Two faces. There was no point in trying to interpret the prophecy when you could get it completely wrong. It would just be a waste of time trying to pick and probe for a clear answer. At least the location of the quest was clear. 

Italy. 

Italy and Spencer suggested Wales. Taking a plane to Italy would be the best choice of transport, but he didn't know what would happen if Erin entered Zeus's domain. He had heard that Percy had only been spared once by Zeus when he entered the skies. Erin was the daughter of Hades, and her father's relationship with the God of the Sky and Thunder was not sunshine and puppies per se. Traveling by boat would take longer, and even then, he wasn't so sure about it. It might be safer to fight sea monsters than provoke Zeus. 

Why waste time in Wales? Unfortunately, Spencer was right about one thing; jumping head-on might not be wise. Erin could be stepping right into a trap, but there was no way of knowing. Spencer and Greyson butting heads wasn't helping Erin's situation either. She was still set on staying at camp and let Ares have her; they would be going nowhere if she continued to be stubborn as a mule. 

"There's no real safe way of travel." Kyrin finally spoke up. He had been standing to the side away from the group with Elias next to him. He was still trying to push down the sick feeling in his gut. His fingers twitched. He needed a smoke. 

"Erin, we believe in you. Even if you don't believe in yourself, believe in us. In everyone here at camp who is willing to help you." He walked closer to her, ignoring Spencer, who had taken a seat in front of her. "You are strong. You can do this." Kyrin placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. "You're not going to die. Whoever you choose to go with you will not let you die. You're not allowed to die, okay?" Erin was going to finish this quest and come back home safe. She had to.

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Lake | Camp-Halfblood
@MarshiestMallow

"But it's not your fault. My dad always said that we blame ourselves because it's easier-"

This time she noticed. 

The way he closed his eyes and almost fliched at her touch. She wasn't used to it. To see people so afraid. Valeria pulled her hand back, eyebrows knitted in worry, afraid she had done something to hurt him. Did her magic not work? She was sure that she had concentrated on healing and making sure no tissue was damaged before sealing the skin. "Did I hurt you?" She didn't understand, but she wanted to. She needed to understand why he had reacted that way so she wouldn't do it again. Talon was nice. He was nice to her. He had taught her how to skip rocks, and Valeria didn't want him to think that he was trying to be mean. 

Valeria raised her hand slowly this time. "I promise I'm just trying to heal you. I'll stop if you want. I could give you one of my healing potions!" She lowered her hand again and pulled reached to her side for the leather pouch that hung around her waist. She rummaged through the pouch until she pulled out a small clear vial with reddish liquid inside. 

"Don't worry about the taste; I added some strawberries so it wouldn't taste too bad." She offered the vial to Talon. The vial had a sticker on it with a cartoonish version of Valeria giving a thumbs up.


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Stands to Big House | Camp-Halfblood
@Vicier@King Kindred@Zenritch@Metztli@Moro

The sudden pull and the unfamiliar feeling of his body moving without his permission made Kyrin flinch. His stomach dropped and he could feel his heart twist in his chest. Fuck you. He thought as he spotted Grayson behind them. He felt disgusted. At himself and at the person who had invaded him. The preppy asshole could have just wait for a second and he would have seen Kyrin pulling Erin away from the group and towards the cabin. He knew that being out in the open would only attract more people and stress Erin out. He knew that this needed to be handled with as much care as possible. He knew how fragile all of this could be. But no, instead he had decided to control him, them. The feeling was making him sick. The memories were flashing back. One by one, again and again until - 

Fuck.

It didn't matter right now. The disgust and unnerving feeling deep in him were being pushed to the far corner of his mind as Kyrin's eyes focused on Erin again. That face. That expression. The desperation and loss of control drove Kyrin to forget his own feelings and focus on the situation at hand. 

Then he heard Elias's voice a few ways back. Kyrin turned to see the older boy approaching their group. His stomach dropped again, confusing him for a second or two. He gave Elias a small nod to acknowledge him. Was Elias also here to help Erin? Kyrin knew that they weren't close, but he would often see Elias and Erin talking from time to time. If talking meant Elias blabbering on while Erin just sat there staring at one of her books. Whatever. Knowing that Elias was here was calming enough for him to breathe again. All that mattered is getting Erin inside and calm enough for her to talk. Convince her not to give up. He wouldn't let her give up that easily.

Kyrin followed behind them, glaring daggers at the back of Greyson's head.

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	 		 Lake | Camp-Halfblood
				@MarshiestMallow

"Why what? You didn't ruin anything. No need to apologize!" Valeria lowered his hand, taking the other now and doing the same as she had to the other. After healing it, she examined Talon's palm humming softly at her work. Her healing had improved imensly in the last year. There were no scars on his flesh and even if she pressed lightly there would be no more pain. "Honestly, I think it was her. Like, she didn't apologize right." 

Valeria shrugged, looking up at Talon again; this time, her eyes landed on the busted lip. Without thinking, she reached up and cupped the side of his face, her thumb pressing lightly against the cut of his lip. Like before, her touch was soft and warm as she healed the wound. "There! All done. I think." She pulled back to examine Talon, her eyes looking over him with a critical eye. She hadn't noticed him flinch or the way he had reacted to her healing him out of nowhere. Valeria was a healer, and Talon had taught her how to skip rocks. It was a fair trade in her mind. Besides, she knew that little cuts could hurt a lot if they weren't treated. She didn't want Talon to hurt. 

"You don't have any internal damage, right? That fall was pretty nasty. I can check to make sure. Sometimes when you are high on adrenaline, your body doesn't register the pain." Valeria rubbed her chin, eyes scanning his arms and chest for any more wounds. "Anything else hurt?"


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	 		 Lake | Camp-Halfblood
				@MarshiestMallow

Well, that was something... Valeria thought as she waved a goodbye, mainly at Duke, before turing her head to look at Talon. It was true what he had said. Brynn's "apology" hadn't been much of one, but Valeria wouldn't go as far as to call her an asshole. Or Talon one either. People had to be direct with their words, or there would be misunderstandings. It was the way she did things. Valeria knew she could be kind of slow sometimes. She had trouble seeing social cues or reading the room, but she tried. 

"Why? Why are you sorry?" She turned her body to look at him fully, her head tilting to the side. There was no fear, no anger, no disappointment in her face. Just curiosity. Why did he have to leave now? She was gone, right? Everything was okay now. "You don't have to go, I mean unless you want to." She crouched down to pick up the stone he had dropped and offered it to him with a small smile. Her eyes caught the blood that had spilled down to the rock under them. Valeria looked at his hands, her eyebrows knotting with worry. Why did he have to hurt himself? She didn't understand. 

"I can heal you." She reached down to take his wrist and turn his hand, so his palm was facing up. Without hesitation, she placed her other hand over his. Her hand began to glow a pink color, soft and warm. Her gaze was glued on his hand, ignoring everything else. A second or two later, she pulled her hand back and grinned up at him. "Ta-da!" She waved his newly healed hand in front of his face. She had to stand on her toes to do that. Why was everyone in this camp so damn tall?


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	  Stands to Big House | Camp-Halfblood
		@Vicier@King Kindred@Zenritch

Kyrin had seen this happening. The fear of leaving the camp. Of going back out in the world where you had been hurt for so long without the help of anyone. The camp had offered Kyrin a small safe heaven from the outside world. Here, he didn't have to worry about his next meal or if he'd be beaten for not cleaning the house right. He wouldn't be yelled at for talking the wrong way. He wouldn't be abused for simply existng. Erin must have felt something akin to that. 

And like all things, the little safe heaven was torn away from them. No one was safe. Especially them. Demigods had no power. They'd always be little toys for the Gods in Olympus to use as entertainment. 

He watched Erin take off away from them towards the cabin. Kyrin glanced at Spencer and Dorian, knowing they would give chase after her. She couldn't be alone right now, he knew, but he also knew that too many people would suffocate someone in a mental state like Erin's right now. Despite that, he walked towards their direction, where Spencer had managed to catch up to Erin. He stayed a bit further away, observing them for any signs of discomfort from her. He'd seen her react badly to touch before, especially from the opposite sex, and right now more any more stress might bring her over the edge. 

She was one of his few friends in here that knew him. That knew all of Kyrin and hadn't run away. He had to protect Erin. Keep her safe as she made him feel safe. 

What Spencer had said sounded straight out of a movie, but he was right. Erin couldn't just give up and give them the satisfaction of just giving up. They wouldn't let her. The outside world was scary, but Erin wouldn't be alone. Not for one second. 

"He's right, Erin." Kyrin finally spoke up. "You're not alone. Not anymore. You have us, and we will help you." His fingers twitched on his side. "It's okay to be afraid." Fuck. He was afraid too, but he wasn't going to give up on Erin just because of that.


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	 		 Lake | Camp-Halfblood
				@MarshiestMallow@Moro

Valeria listened intently, nodding her head when Talon spoke and watched his form carefully so she could replicated. When he informed her that she needed a smooth stone with the right weight she dropped the rocks she had gathered and began to look for one that fit Talon's description. As she search for her perfect stone, she glanced up to Talon to study his face. Weird. How could someone that had looked so full of anger look so peaceful now skipping rocks with her. She looked back down a second later to continue her search. When she finally found a rock she stood up again. She did as Talon instructed her.

She held the stone between her thumb and index fingered, shifted to the side a bit, and threw the stone. She watched as the stone skipped over the water.  

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Two. 
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Three. 
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"Oh my Gods! I did it!" Valeria clapped her hands and rocked between her toes and heels, wearing a grin on her face. She looked at Talon, smile still in place. "Thank you! Ah, this is awesome. You're a pretty good teacher, you know." She glanced down from his eyes to his busted lip. She was about to offer to heal it from him when she heard someone behind them speak. 

Valeria turned to see Bronwyn standing there with Duke. She returned the girl's smile with a little wave of her own and waving at Duke too. She stood there, looking between Talon and Bronwyn. So she had been one of the triggers to Talon's explosion? She tilted her head, curious as to how Talon would react. Would he be angry? Understanding? Ignore her? Either way, Valeria wanted to know. And she still wanted to heal Talon as a thank you for teaching her how to skip rocks.


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