forum Camp Half-Blood RP (Closed)

Started March 16, 2018 by @ElderGod-yellowqueen

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He glanced at the other before grabbed her arm and leading her away to a more secluded area. When he was sure they were out of sight and out of hearing range, he cupped her cheek. "Are you sure you're okay."

Elizabeth nodded, “I’m pretty sure. Unless I somehow hurt myself without realizing it.”

He cupped her chin and gently kissed her.

Elizabeth blushed and kissed back.

(Help I can’t romance my trusty romance friend isn’t here.)

"I just ruined my jacket for you. You better keep the damn thing pressed against your chest, or else." She threatened him then kissed his cheek, pressing the jacket back to his wounds.

Ryker smiled. "There's no use," he said, pushing the jacket away once again. He moved to the wall and slumped to the ground, no longer strong enough to stand.

(I'M SUPPOSED TO BE SLEEPING BUT I'M AWAKE ANYWAYS SO MIGHT AS WELL BE ON)

Phoebe sat next to him on the ground. She cupped his cheek. "No no no. You're not allowed to die on me now. I'll bring you back and kill you if you do." She threatened him. She kissed his cheek. "Someone get me something to help him. Stop standing around like fucking bufoons."

Elizabeth blushed and kissed back.

(Help I can’t romance my trusty romance friend isn’t here.)

Kaden pulled away and tucked her head under his chin. He pulled her body close to his and held her. He let go when he realized his blood was starting to soak into her clothes.

“Kaden you’re bleeding,” Elizabeth said, “yet you’re always asking me if I’m fine?”

He shrugged. "Not that bad." He leaned against the wall and stripped out of his jacket and shirt. He grimanced at the sound on his stomach. "Can you hand me my bag?" He asked without looking at her. He had an extra shirt in there he was going to use as a makeshift bandage.

“Yeah of course.” Elizabeth said, quickly getting his bag and handing it to him.

He took his bag and pulled out the shirt. He quickly ripped it up and tied it around the wound. He did the same with the one on his leg and his arm. He threw the rest of the shreds in his back and put his shirt back on.

“Have you… done this before?” Elizabeth asked, puttin her chin on her palm, “You seem awfully experienced.”

He shrugged. "It's not that hard. You just have to bind it tight enough to stop the blood flow." Be said and set his bag aside. He sat down and outstretched his hand for her.

She gently took his hand and sat down.

"You should get some rest. I don't think we'll be moving for a little while."

“You too.” Elizabeth said.

He shook his head. "I'm fine. Besides, who's going to look screen you while you sleep."

(I'M SUPPOSED TO BE SLEEPING BUT I'M AWAKE ANYWAYS SO MIGHT AS WELL BE ON)

Phoebe sat next to him on the ground. She cupped his cheek. "No no no. You're not allowed to die on me now. I'll bring you back and kill you if you do." She threatened him. She kissed his cheek. "Someone get me something to help him. Stop standing around like fucking bufoons."

Ryker chuckled softly. He rested his head on her shoulder, still clutching his chest. "Don't bother, Casanova," he said quietly. "Save it. There's no use healing me, anyway. I've lost too much blood. Obvious by my once white shirt." He gestured shakily at his soaking red shirt.

“But you haven’t gotten sleep in the past 12 hours! Probably more!” Elizabeth protested.

(I swear if you kill him off…..)

Phoebe kissed the top of his head. She ran her hand through his hair, a couple tears slipping down her cheeks. "You didnt let me die so I'm not going to let you die. You can't die. I need you."

"I'm fine. I've gone on less sleep." He was not fine and that was true. Though when he was found he was half dead. Best not to mention that.