forum Percy Jackson!

Started January 14, 2019 by @Hawkeye

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“I’ll stay.” Lydia said quietly, wishing she could do something to make the shaking stop.

“Was he injured?” Trenton asked softly, staring blankly at the table. “Blair, I mean. Was he injured?”

“I don’t think so, he was talking to this little girl. He seemed alright to me.”

Trenton nodded, letting out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. Despite the warm temperatures, a breeze blew by and Trent was almost immediately covered in goosebumps. He let out a quiet huff of annoyance and rubbed his arms to try and get the blood flowing a bit faster.

Lydia stared out at the campers running around the grounds. Beyond that, she saw the ocean, sparkly as ever. “Trent, are you okay? And I don’t mean physically.”

Trent looked up at her, tilting his head to the side. “I’m afraid I misunderstand?”

Lydia avoided making eye contact. “Are you okay… mentally?” She looked down at the table. She was worried about Trent-her… friend. She knew it was much too early to count him as a friend, but she already trusted him more than she trusted almost anybody else.

Trenton narrowed his eyes, trying to process this. “I am wholly and terribly sane if that is what you are asking.”

“No! I wasn’t saying you were crazy. I meant more like…. I don’t know… mental illness. Like….” Lydia thought for a moment, then said, “Like how I have anxiety.”

“Ah, I see.” Trenton smiled sadly. “I’m afraid I haven’t been to a doctor outside of camp for at least seven years. I would like to think no, but I can not give you a certain answer.”

Lydia nodded. “Sorry.” She said quietly, hoping she hadn’t ruined any chances at s friendship.

“You needn’t apologize.” Trenton went back to trying to fix his hair, his hands slightly less shaky now. “I am not a supporter of this ridiculous lack of coordination.” He grumbled, holding a shaky hand in front of his face and furrowing his eyebrows.

“Your hair looks fine and it should be over once the pills really kick in, right?”

“Indeed, but I disagree on the topic of my hair. I feel rather bare without gel in it.” Trent admitted, trying to push his hair back by raking his fingers through it.

“You feeling any better?” Lydia asked, adding, “Well enough to walk, at least?”

“I don’t think so, he was talking to this little girl. He seemed alright to me.”

Little does she know, Blair has a huge ass burn across his lower face and jawbone that still hasn't healed years after the bombing//

“Well enough to walk yes, but unfortunately not quite stable enough for strutting.” He mused, probably a little more serious than he should be when considering strutting.

“I don’t think so, he was talking to this little girl. He seemed alright to me.”

Little does she know, Blair has a huge ass burn across his lower face and jawbone that still hasn't healed years after the bombing//

Oof

Lydia laughed, and said, “You wanna head back to your cabin? Get some more hair gel?”

Trent’s eyes lit up. This was probably the happiest he’d been all morning. “That would be preferable, yes.” He smiled, his voice still remaining monotone.

Blair exited the infirmary, looking around for a bit before pulling out a cloth from his bag, quickly wiping off the makeup to reveal a huge burn. The burn stretched over his entire bottom half of his face, save a few places like his lips and such, but the main burns were under his eyes.

“Come on then.” Lydia said, grinning as she stood up.

Trent stood up as well, regaining his balance fairly quickly this time. “Tell me about yourself; you’ve been caring for me all morning.”

Lydia made sure Trent was balanced, before realizing what he had said. She stiffened for a moment, but relaxed. She trusted this kid. “Er… you met my little brother earlier. Sammy if he likes you, Sam if he doesn’t. We got here two years ago, after a satyr found us in our foster home.” She unconsciously rubbed the long scar on her arm. “We got claimed by Nemesis, and then we’ve spent the last two years here.”

Blair gave a long sigh, pulling up his hood over his head as he watched the other campers from far away. I'm an ass, no wonder everyone hates me.