forum Percy Jackson!

Started January 14, 2019 by @Hawkeye

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Trent allowed himself to be guided into the building. “Lydia?”

Blair talked to one of the Apollo kids for a moment, handing him the herbs and getting a small jar of burn ointment. He would put on the ointment before he went to bed, his concealer for the massive burn across his face would be washed off by then.

“I’m right here, man. What do you need from this place?” She said quietly.

‘Meds in the cabinet.” Trent replied sluggishly

“Sit down before you pass out, Trent.” Lydia said, guiding him towards a nearby chair. “I’ll be right back, ok?”

Trent immediately sank into the chair, unbelievably relieved to be sitting. He kept his eyes firmly shut, knowing he wouldn’t be able to handle another round of dizziness.

Lydia walked up to the cabinet and started going through it. Iron pills…. that’s what he said. She looked around a moment before taking the bottle and walking back over to Trent. “I’ve got the stuff, Trent.”

Blair walked back to Lucy's bed, to see, of course, the idiot from earlier sitting in the chair next to the bed.

Trenton was completely unaware of Blair’s approach. He was noticeably paler than this morning and his hair was now disheveled.

Lydia noticed movement out of the corner of her eye and saw Blair. Of course. Of course this jerk decided to show up the infirmary the exact second he really shouldn’t have been there. Lydia pressed the pill bottle into Trent’s hand.

"Are you okay?" Blair asked, sitting down on Lucy's bed and looking at the pale boy. Blair's burn was beginning to itch but he wanted to talk to Lucy for a bit.

Trent’s hand gripped onto the pill bottle, shoving it discreetly (or what he hoped was discreetly) behind his back. “I’m fine.” He grumbled flatly in response.

Lydia noticed Trent fumble for a second with the pill bottle, but that may have only been because she was watching him carefully. “Trent, can you walk?” She asked, kneeling down so that he was looking down at her.

"Mhm, okay." Blair hummed, pulling out a small children's book he had found. "Lucy Goosey, look what else I have for you." He said, waving the book as she made grabby hands for it. "Do you want me to read it or do you?" He asked her, not being his usual cocky self.

Lydia raised her eyebrows, surprised by the 180 turn in the attitude department.

Trent forced himself to crack open his eyes to look at Lydia. “I can walk.” He mumbled, blinking a few times. He switched his gaze to Blair, his eyes misting over in confusion. “I’m not hallucinating, right?” He whispered to Lydia.

(I honestly dont know what to do. Any attempt I make to include myself, it turns into a side story lol. I think I might just stalk)

Ok.

“No….” she whispered back. “You sure you’re good to walk…?” Lydia asked distractedly.

Trenton heaved himself upwards from the chair, still gripping on tightly to the armrest and the pill bottle, which rattled slightly as he moved. “Lead the way.” He mumbled to Lydia, focusing on holding himself upright.

Lydia put her hand on his shoulder, leading him out of the infirmary. She guided him to the empty dining pavilion, where she got a glass of water and set it in front of Trent.

Trenton quickly downed two of the pills with the water and set the bottle on the table, glaring at it. “I despise having life revolve around these every morning.”

Lydia sat down at the table in front of her. She picked up the pill bottle and examined it. Finally, she put it down and said, “I’m sorry, man.”

“I apologize for involving you in such a disaster. You may take leave if you wish. It’ll be about an hour before I can really move around.” Trent sighed, trying to smooth out his hair with shaky hands.