forum Percy Jackson!

Started January 14, 2019 by @Hawkeye

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Lydia rolled her eyes but didn’t say anything.

“Did you cut this yourself?” Trent asked, enough though he already guessed the answer. He sprayed a section of her hair with water and began to brush it out.

“Yeah… my foster mom refused to let me get professionally cut, so I did it myself.” She shuddered at the memory.

Trenton frowned, but tried to play it cool. “Gods you’re lucky you met me. Stay still. There’s a knot in your hair.” He started brushing it out gently.

Lydia stood still as she could, trying not o flinch.

“Sorry, sorry…” He murmured, brushing out the rest of her her in the same sequence. Spray it with water, brush, then comb. “Your hair is so soft when it’s untangled.”

“It has to make up for my heart.” Lydia said, laughing.

“Are you attempting to suggest you are unkind?” Trenton honestly looked offended. “I assure you, if you were I would not have taken to you so quickly.” He shook his head in amusement. “I’m incapable of thinking that anyone could see you as such.”

“I’m joking.” Lydia said, smiling and rolling her eyes.

“Still!” Trenton whined, crouching down a little to get a better idea of how off her hair was. “How short are you okay with this being?”

“I mean, not SUPER short. Like not much more than four inches, please.”

“I should be able to manage with two and a half.” Trent mused to himself, picking up the scissors from the counter along with the comb and hair clips.

“Even better.” Lydia said, flinching at the sight of the scissors, but gaining her composure back almost immediately.

Trenton picked up on the flinching, but didn’t comment on it. He simply began cutting, carefully measuring everything out so it was even.

Lydia sat as still as humanly possible. She watched Trent in the mirror.

Trenton combed out her hair one more time after he finished cutting it before stepping away. “I hope that’s alright.”

Lydia looked in the mirror and smiled. “This is the first actual haircut I’ve had in years.”

Trenton smiled warmly. “Glad I could do the honors.”

(I’m starting an adventure rp with someone, do you want to join in? I think it’ll be fun. We’re still coming up with ideas for the plot)

“Thanks!” Lydia said, standing up.

(At the moment it’s just called “I.Need.Activity” in the Wildcard section.)

“Anytime, dwarf.” Trenton smiled again, thoroughly pleased with himself.

“You should be cowering in fear of the daughter of Nemesis! Not calling her dwarf.” Lydia said, trying and failing to keep a straight face.

“But you’re so small.” Trent teased. “Like demigod teddy bear.”

“Nemesis does not produce teddy bears! She produces fear!”

“Fear? Are you quite certain?” Trent raised an eyebrow at Lydia. “I do not believe you quite fit that description.”