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Apollo's Cabin
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Eventually, they made it to Jin's allotted area of the cabinet, a small space with a twin bed, a shelf, and a bedside table. The shelf was full of various knickknacks, ranging from books to novelty items, while the bed stand was covered in crumpled sheets of paper and random trash. Jin should really get a trash can.
Dropping their 'loot' onto the polka-dotted sheets, he helped led Oliver to one end of his bed before plopping down on the other end. Jin leaned back until he could rest his shoulder blades against the headboard. Ah, it was good to be back home. The smell of everyone's B.O was almost refreshing (whoever's on laundry duty should really start doing their job).
"So welcome to mi casa!" Jin eagle-spread his arms, gesturing to the whole cabin (despite the fact that Oliver can't see him do so). "How about we play a little game before we dig in? I feed you a mysterious piece of candy and you have to guess what it is! Bonus points if you guess what flavor it is." He winked and leaned forward to lightly poke Oliver's nose.
Caster followed after her into the cabin. He was actually surprised that he didn't trip over anything or step on anything as he made his way over to Jenny part of the room. He stood there when they stopped until he was seated on the bed. He felt around before he pulled his legs up to sit in a criss cross fashion, facing Jenny's direction. He did notice that the cabin had a slight smell of body odor, something he was too fond of. His cabin never smelled bad. They usually kept it pretty clean."A game? Sure. why not." Oliver scrunched up his nose a little when he felt her poke his nose before he smiled. "Are we doing any kind of candy or specific candy?" HE asked her curiously. He was going to be pretty good at this because he has eaten a decent amount of candy in his years.
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"Um, you don't happen to have any allergies, right?" His eyebrows furrowed downward in concern. Jin doesn't exactly want to drag an allergic, blind kid into the infirmary and then be put on dish-washing duty (again).
Oliver laughed a little as she spoke. "Lets do this then!" He clapped hus hands together and waited patiently. It was actually excited about this. He thought for a minute about her question before shaking his head."I am not allergic to anything. Well i may be allergic to bees, i dont know though. Ive never been stung by one so I have no idea." Oliver was slowly becoming more and more comfortabke being around her. He was as shy and wasnt talking in short sentences anymore.
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Picking up the pieces that escaped, he threw them back into his own mouth and ate them, a loud 'crunch' rung through the room with every bite. "Hopefully, these things aren't expired... Um, I probably should have checked for that beforehand." Jin said as he examined the wrapping.
Oliver raised an eyebrow when she made the 'choo-choo' noise. He opened his mouth anyways and chewed on the candy. As soon as the peanut buttery flavor hit his tongue he knew exactly what they were without a doubt. Reese's pieces use to be his favorite candy until he ate so many one day he threw them back up. That was a few years ago and he hasnt eaten many since then. He finished up chewing and swallowing the candy before he spoke."Those were Reese's pieces. That was an easy." Then her words hit him and he scrunched up his eyebrows. "You should allllways check the expiration date before eatting anything. If i get sick from eating bad candy, this would be the worse day ever." He joked.
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"Yes really." He said back. If he could roll his he would have at her next comment. "Oh no! What ever shall I do. I have known for a mere few hours and you are already trying to get rid of me." He threw his hands in the air to add a dramatic effect before laughing. He was also only joking. He figured the candy wouldnt be that old. The Hermes have to stock at least once of twice a week and with all the campers in the Harmes cabin it probably didnt take long for them to eat all the food and snacks.
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"What can I say?" Jin's shoulders left up and down in a simple shrug, a smug smirk blooming on his features. "I am your Brutus and you are my Caesar. I was destined to befriend and backstab you with expired candy. The only thing I need now is my legion of fellow conspirators." He giggled, a light and airy sound emitting from his throat and flooding the room. His voice always carried dulcet tones, one of the perks of being a child of Apollo.
The atmosphere was far less tense than before when Jin had first approached Oliver. Back then, the uncomfortable tension was practically palpable and nearly suffocated Jin, but now, everything felt more at ease, and it was nice. His fingers grabbed a bag of fun-sized Twix, ripped open the plastic, and pulled out a metallic rectangle. He made a small incision, peeling back the foil, and revealing the iconic chocolate biscuit.
"Are you ready for the next one?" Jin said, a smirk still spread across his face.
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((Its alright . I just started college classes up again this week so my replies will be scattered. At least during the day))"I mean this in the nicest way, but you are quite strange." Oliver did meet it in a good way too. He liked that about her. She wasn't fake like a bunch of other kids at camp. They all do the same thing and talk about the same stuff. Its always training and fighting and quests. Little did he know, Jenny wasnt exactly what he thought she was.
He heard the noise of the fpul package, thinking about what he could be eating next. There was all sorts of camdies that had that sort of packaging. Snickers, 3 musketeers, Babe Ruths. The list cpuld go on forever. "Yeah, im ready." He figured she was going to feed him this next one too that way he couldnt figured it out by touching. So he opened his mouth a little, waiting for the flavor of the candy to his tongue.
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He bit down, wrapped his lips around one end of the Twix bar, and started to lean in towards Oliver. Jin's hand pressed down on his nape as he directed the chocolate biscuit between Oliver's lips. The air between them became heated, an intimate type of warmth that Jin has grown used over his years of short-term romances and even shorter flings.
Their lips made contact. It was a strangely stiff kiss since his partner wasn't expecting it, but it was satisfying to Jin. Maybe it was the taste of buttery caramel and melted chocolate, but he found himself yearning for him. As soon as Jin was about to deepen the kiss, a puff of smoke fumed and enveloped him, completely shrouding his body in a cloud that smelled suspiciously of floral essence and sickly sweet perfume.
"Um..." His voice was back, deep and masculine unlike before. Everything was back, and Jin didn't know what was more awkward:
a.) Him, kissing a guy who didn't knew he was a guy.
b.) Wearing his half-sister's dress that was now far too short and small for him.
Jin jolted back immediately, scrambling at his sheets and practically hyperventilating. This was bad. He couldn't just run away-- This was his cabin after all, and Oliver wouldn't be able to find his way out by himself. Gods, this was a mess, a mess that he wasn't sure whether or not he could clean up.
"Er-- I can explain." No, he couldn't, but he could try.
The last thing Oliver expected was to feel the females lips on his as a piece of chocolate went between his lips. He froze, not because he was being kissed but because he was being kissed by a female. His cheeks turned red from embarrassment. If She was a guy he wouldnt have minded. Before he coukd even think about pulling away she pulled away the piece of chocolate fell from thwir mouths, what came next mde him forget all about the whole kiss thing.At the sound of a male voice, his eyebrows srunched together in major confusion. She just went from a furl to a guy and that made his cheeks turn even more red. It took a few tries before he could get the words out of his mouth.
"Im confused. Explaining would be a great idea." He insisted because he couldnt move from the bed at all, veing blind, he would trip over everything trying to make his way out.
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"Well, you see..." Jin's voice started to trail off in hesitancy, brown eyes now adverted towards the messy bedsheets and the pile of candies. "I sort of got turned into a girl? And by sort of, I mean definitely. Then, I decided that I wanted to experiment a bit before I become a guy again, and I saw you sitting outside in the courtyard. The rest, I'm pretty sure you know already." He paused for a moment, mind dithering on whether or not to tell Oliver his real name. If he did, then Oliver would know of his infamous reputation as a womanizer. If he didn't, then Oliver would never know who he was, and Jin wasn't quite sure whether or not he wanted that to happen.
Jin's front teeth nibbled at his bottom lip as he was drawn into a pensive contemplation. It tugged on it until the skin started to turn red and bleed slightly, ruby droplets appearing above the lush surface. He shouldn't care about what Oliver thought of him; Oliver was below him. Jin was popular, top of the food chain, and everybody desired him. Oliver was a nobody, a withering camellia, someone that Jin could step on and toss around, and yet, he had grown to care about the blind boy in front of him. This was bad. This was stupid. This was careless. Jin needed to get over this.
"My..." Jin's words clawed and clung to his vocal chords, as if not wanting to escape the damp confines of his throat. It was too late to turn back now. "My name is Jin. Jin-Lee Xu. Jenny was my female alias." He paused and his fingers tugged at the sheets in apprehension. For the first time in a long time, Jin wasn't sure what to do. He always had the perfect social cues for the perfect moments-- except for this one time. "I guess I should apologize?" Jin awkwardly forced out a laugh. "I'm sorry, dude. I got carried away."
Oliver nodded as he spoke, listening before saything anything at all. He took everything in before he replied to him. He knew who he was, at least he has heard his name around before. He didnt really know his reputation though. Oliver sat their quietly as he thought about what he was going to say. He was a little upset because he thought he was a she but at the sametime he didnt really care because he couldnt see anyways."Soo... I guess its whatever. Im a little mad that you were using me but its something Im use to, so its whatever." He shrugged. Honestly, now that he was a guy he really didnt care about the whole kissing thing.
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Jin felt incredibly guilty, something that he didn't normally experience. He was the type to manipulate and still remain uninvolved, and yet, here he was with remorse growing in his heart like a developing tumor.
"Um... Dude, aren't you upset that I kissed you? That I lied to you about my gender?" Jin's eyebrow rose in disbelief and skepticism. Normally, this was where he would be slapped and cursed with something (i.e: turning into a girl, becoming half-crab, etc.). However, Oliver was surprisingly-- suspiciously-- okay, like the calm before a catastrophic hurricane. Suddenly on the defensive, Jin bunched his knees up and scooted back slightly. He already just dealt with a curse, no need for another one.
((Omg I love it!!))"Oh, no. Im not mad about the kiss. I forgot to mench soonerthat Im way more into guys then girls." Oliver rubbed the back of his neck, his cheeks turn a lovely shade of pink. It was defined something he should have mentioned after Jin had tried to flirt woth him as a girl. He was just too awkward to being it up on his own.
"As for the lying about your gender. Yeah a little bit, but you explained that part." He felt the bed shift and wobble a little as the other male moved away from him. "Im not going to hurt you or anything. Its kind of hard to do so if i cant exactly see you and I only willing hurt monsters or if im training." He wasnt much of a fighter.
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"..." Jin wasn't sure what to say about that. He had this perpetual preassumption that everyone was straight. Sure, he had heard his fair share of homosexuality, but he had also thought that it was only a minuscule percentage of the population, similar to a rare species. Jin's mind vacillated over relaxing and tensing-- On one end of the spectrum, Oliver was completely harmless, but on the other end, he was into guys, and last time Jin checked, he was definitely a guy.
Jin, himself, was completely heterosexual; 100%, no doubts about it. He liked... girls? They were nice to look at and touch, but romantically and sexually, he never really was able to make a connection. From what Jin was able to conclude, there was something wrong with him, something innate, but Jin was afraid to prod at it. He didn't want to find out what's wrong, he didn't want to know.
"... It's not that I'm afraid you are going to hurt me. I'm just..." How was Jin going to word this? Oh, hey, I just have really conflicting feelings about you and I'm too much of a coward to approach it.
"I'm just... sick." Not completely wrong, Jin felt mentally sick. Maybe his thoughts could be transferred like viruses? "Yeah, the curse must have messed up my immune system." He adverted his eyes from Oliver's face. Jin didn't want to stop looking at Oliver, at the way his cheeks flush in embarrassment, at the way his dimples sneak in with each smile, the way his laugh carries memorizing melodies, but Jin knew that he had to.
Jin sat in silence for a while, letting the tension soak in. He didn't know what to do or what to say, and he frankly didn't want to do or say anything.
Oliver didnt say anything when Jin didnt speak. He could feel the tension building as the two sat in silence. He was beginning to feel like he did something wrong. He bit his lip, lightly chewing on it. The silence was starting to get to him. Being blind, the one thing he hated was silence. It was the one thing he was able to focus on, one thing he mainly depended on. He fidgeted with his hands before he moved so he was sitting on the edge of the bed with his feet on the ground. "Well, I should get going then if you are feeling sick. I wouldnt want to bother you in such a state. Im sorry if I made you uncomfortable at all." He gave Jin a small smile as he stood up from the bed. He began to feel like he was over welcoming his stay. "Maybe ill see you around... i mean, hear? Talk? I dont know." He shrugged and pulled out his blind cane before he tried to head through the mess and towards the enterance to the Apollo cabin.
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"Oliver, wait!" Jin suddenly stood up, candy bars dropping from his lap and onto the ground. He could clean it up later-- He just hoped that there would be no ant infestations by the time 'later' comes. "... Let me help you. I don't want to see you injure yourself, Sweetheart--" Crap, Jin's hands flew up to cover his mouth as if he had just said something completely obscene and inappropriate. His skin flushed pink, freckles now starkly contrasting against the rose hue. "Sorry, a force of habit. "He said, trying to excuse the nickname by sweeping it under the 'behavioral tendency' rug.
Oliver was surprised when heard Jin tell him to wait. At first he thought maybe he was going to ask him to stay. A twinge of disappointment went through him when he just asked to help him out. He was going to refuse his help but was unable to get the words out before the pet name had clicked in his head, making his cheeks red again. His mouth opened and closed a few times, much like a gold fish."Um... its alright, really." Oliver could be stubborn when he wanted to be. "I think I can make it on my own." With that he took a few steps and just about tripped over someones bag and then almost ran into one of the beds. He didnt want to bother Jin anymore then he already has.
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Seeing Oliver nearly trip made Jin's heart twinged in concern. He normally had lackluster emotions when dealing with people and masqueraded as a person of interest until he could have his way with them. Oliver, on the other hand, brought a sense of sincerity and authenticism to Jin. It was refreshing and Jin genuinely enjoyed his company despite the short time that they have gotten to known each other.
"Whoa--" As if Jin was on auto-pilot, he hastily stood up and reached out to Oliver. He placed one hand on Oliver's stomach and the other on his shoulder, carefully steadying him. "Slow down. Come on, I'm the one who brought you in here, so I should be the one who brings you out of here."
((That is completely alright. Once my classes start becoming a little more fast pace i might reply a little slowler))Olivers heart was racing after he almost fell over trying to get out of the cabin. With hus blindness its hardee to catch him if he were to fall. He would prefer to not get injured on his free day and to not make a mess of himself infront of Jin, someone who could have possibly been his friend but now he has no idea. Oliver froze when he felt the hand on his shoulder and then the one on his stomach. He took a few moments to calm down and to get a hold of himself.
"I...sorry," his words came out in a soft mumble. "Yeah, sure." He retracted his blind and straped it around his wrist once again. Bow he held out a hand for Jin to take so the other male could lead him out of the cabin safely.
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In Jin's eyes, Oliver was a composite of emotions and moments, from the soft joy that followed his laughter to the silent tension that pressed down his shoulders. He was overwhelming human, which wasn't necessarily surprising to Jin, but it still brought on a sense of shock. 'Homor', a derogatory nickname made by his friends, was a washed-out half-blood with a mother whose presence is irrelevant to the Olympians. He was an introvert, a loner, someone who couldn't fight, someone who didn't have the qualifications to be a hero, and Jin was about to help him.
He looked at Oliver's hand for a moment, hesitant to take it. Jin had always wondered why his friends specifically changed Oliver's nickname from 'Homer' to 'Homor' until now. Oliver Williams was gay, and Jin wasn't sure if he could hold his hand. Would that be inappropriate? Could gay-ness be transmitted from skin-to-skin contact? Jin's mind was blanking out--
--And then he realized that it must be really awkward to hold out your hand, expect the other to grab it, and instead, have them just standing there, looking at your palm with a dumbfound gaze. Good thing that Oliver was blind.
With a clammy grasp, Jin grabbed Oliver's hand, albeit awkwardly, and led him through the path that he had cleared earlier (before the mess that he had mentally named the rule 63 scenario of 2017). Except, he paused as they approached the door.
"Um..." Jin was still in a dress and couldn't walk out of his cabin like this. "Um... I kind of... have to change." Should he tell Oliver that he's in his half-sister's dress? Or would that make this whole situation infinitely more awkward?
((You are welcome! OooOOo what is this idea of yours?))Being blind has gelped Oliver ignore people over the years. He was able to avoid people looking at him and making fun of him or taking pity on him. Although he was blind he still knew that people did it. He has learned to accept the fact that he will always be an outsider at camp. He was always be different. While everyone was out battling in wars and going on quests, he was in his cabin playing his guitar. It was the only thing he could do though. He was farely decent at hand to hand combat. His instructor has helped him use is hearing in place of his sight and he was fairly good at it.
Oliver was seconds away from lowering his hand, but then he felt Jins grasp it. Then before he knew it he was being lead towards the door of the cabin, only to stop momentarily.he raised an eye vrow at what he said. Then it hit him. Jin must have put more girlish clothes on when he had been cursed.
"Um.. okay. Go ahead and change. If we are infront of the door, i can find my wait out from here and back to my cabin." Although he did not know how far the Apollo cavin was from his own. He was sure he would find it before night fall. Maybe he could find his way the beach and then he could easily find his way back to his own cabin because he often took a walk to the beach towards this time of day.
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or maybe jin decides to not help oliver so that he could 'protect' his reputation, but then oliver gets injured while walking back to his cabin and it's jin's shift in the infirmary. so it's just them, late at night, in the infirmary. ))
((Hmmmm.... i really like both of those ideas. Is it possible we can do both? So maybe Jin starts to take him back but then gets stopped by his friend. In reaction to the harassment, Jin ditches Oliver in attempt to get his friends off his back about it. Which means Oliver has to find his way back to his cabin, even though he has no idea where he is and gets hurt in the process?))
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"No, you are not. That's dangerous, Oliver. I don't want to see you hurt." Pause, his eyebrows furrowed slightly in thought. Jin wasn't sure whether there was a proper etiquette for changing in front of the blind. Should he tell Oliver to cover his eyes when he couldn't see anything in the first place? Either way, his fingers fell from Oliver's hand, the cold and open air hitting his sweaty palms. (Jin missed the warmth of their hands together, how they fit like two puzzle pieces finally connecting. He wasn't going to voice that, though.)
"I'm going to go change! Stay right there!" Jin exclaimed, hastily rushing back to his allotted area. His place was a disarray of miscellaneous objects and random articles of clothing. Blindly grabbing for anything that looked and smelled clean, he gently took off the dress (it wasn't his after all) and put on a pair of worn khakis and camp half-blood's standard, outrageously-orange t-shirt. Jin tossed the dress back onto his half-sibling's bed before sprinting off back to Oliver.
"Sorry for the delay--" He grabbed Oliver's hand, less hesitantly this time, and let their fingers intertwine, fitting into each other perfectly. "--Now, let's go!" Jin opened the door with a sudden 'thump', and unofficially alerting everyone in the courtyard of their presences. Heads began to turn to them, whispers started to emerge, and Jin's face became red-hot. Oh yeah, there were more people in this camp than just Oliver and him.
((Haha thats alright and awesome!))Oliver couldnt help but smile a little bit at how worried Jin was for him. He was going to protest against him again but decided he was better off letting him help. Beside he didnt mind hold his hand, even if it was just because he was leading him back to his cabin. Oliver was momentarily disappointed when he felt the other male let go of his hand but he pushed that thought away. Jin is not someone I can like, he isnt even gay. He let that thought run through his head a few times.
"I promise to not peek." He joked. The only time he evr tolerated blind jokes was when he was saying the, himself or if it was a close friend just teasing him. If anyone else were to joke about it he would get upset pretty quickly. His mind was brought back when he felt the warm hand slip back into his own, making him smile a little, once again.
As soon as the door slammed against the outside of the cabin, he figured everyone within the cabin courtyard knew they were there. He didnt see anything wrong with it. Just a guy helping out a blind guy back to his cabin. Yeah they were holding hands but there was nothing wrong with that, right?
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Jin tried not to care, but he wasn't used to the unwanted attention. He constantly made heads turn and flourished in the limelight, but not like this, where each set of eyes on him was an accusation of something that he didn't want to be accused of. Jin's footsteps grew quiet and cautious as if he was afraid to take another step further.
This wasn't him, Jin was never fearful-- No, people were afraid of him, not the other way around. He was a master tactician, tore people down with his words, and built a reputation with his infamous talents. He wasn't a dog with its tail tucked between its legs. He was Jin-Lee Xu, the son of Apollo and a master at the art of seduction. Still, even he couldn't stop the apprehension that grasped his heart with an iron fist.
It didn't help when one of his friends called him out on it.
"Yo, Jin!" A too-familiar voice called him out. Collin Cobias. Jin suddenly tensed all over, his grip on Oliver becoming tighter. Adrenaline pumped through his veins, on par with the deluge of trepidation that flooded him. This wasn't good. Collin Cobias was known to be a prying douchebag with the tendency to stick his nose in places where it didn't belong, and Oliver was his antithesis, the exact opposite of everything that he stood for. Jin's fear and apprehension were broadcasted towards Oliver now. The son of Theia's might as well be in the same category as 'air' to Jin's friends, and he already knew that Collin was reeling in for a heavy-loaded insult. It made Jin feel worthless that he could do nothing to stop it.
"I didn't know that you were gay! Ha, that homo must be really good in bed if he can turn someone like you into a fag." Every syllable in Collin's words was a pinprick on Jin's skin. It tinged and dissipated, but its meaning lingered like a stale, foul taste. Gay, Jin should feel insulted, instead he felt ashamed. It made Oliver's hand weigh more than it should.
"Dude, knock it off. That's not funny." His words came out surprisingly even and smooth, which was shocking to Jin considering how much he was shaking-- And then, Collin had the audacity to laugh at him, and not simply laugh, but howl with each obnoxious guffaw.
"Hey, Homor! Do you need your strong, mighty boyfriend to take care of you now? Or did you pay him with your service?" In the split second between his vulgar remarks and Jin’s reaction, Jin had made a personal vow to murder Collin the next time they duel. He was tempted to simply punch him in the face right now and break off a sizable portion of his snotty, upturned nose, but Oliver was here. Instead of resorting to violence, Jin stepped forward and pushed Oliver behind him (As if a physical barrier could protect Oliver from verbal insults, but he could try.).
"For Gods' sakes, Collin, can you stop screwing around and leave us alone?" He spat back, his eyes sharpened into daggers and glaring straight at Collin, but the latter didn't back down.
"You know, I heard that blind people give the best--" That was enough. Jin couldn't take it anymore. Maybe he would have tolerated it before he knew Oliver-- Maybe he would have even joined in. After all, he relished the pain of others because it made him feel better about himself, but not to this extent.
His brain short-circuited, neurons burnt from the exhaustion of today. Even if Jin was tired and bordering the edge of unconsciousness, he needed to take responsibility for his actions and get Oliver out of this. And so, his hand slipped away from Oliver's, from a warmth that he had grown to find solace in. Jin walked towards Collin, gait casual and lighthearted despite his inner turmoil and agitation. The leaves crunched underneath his weight, a steady tempo beating to the inevitable catastrophe.
"Man, dude, I don't even know what you're talking about." His brown eyes glinted with a silent ‘sorry’. "Are you just jealous that everyone in the camp is attracted to me?" Jin flashed Collin an easy-going smile and fell back into a routine that he had practiced for the past six years.
"And seriously, do you really think I would go out with a guy, much less than a loser like him? You have severely hurt me, Bro. I think I need a medic." Jin wanted to turn back, to say sorry, to do something to show that he didn't mean that, but instead, he ruffled Collin's hair with his fist (too roughly, the latter winced in pain.).
"You should know that I pity people like him. I just wanted to help the guy out!" 'No. Stop.' His thoughts screamed at him, but he continued.
"I guess he can just walk to the cabin himself since you got your panties in such a twist." 'I'm sorry. I'm sorry, forgive me.' His feet screeched at him, dragged him down like concrete blocks, but Jin pushed on forward and started to walk away with Collin besides him.
"Ha, dude, you scared me for a moment! I thought that you actually had feelings for the guy with the way you were looking at him." Collin said, grinned up at him with his pearly whites, and he fought the urge to vomit. Bile crawled up his throat, burning the sensitive tissue in its way, and sank back down by Jin's sheer willpower. He refused to puke when Oliver was the one suffering the blunt end of the stick.
"As if." Jin's entire being pulled and pushed at him, hollering into his ear, begging for him to go back. 'What if Oliver gets injured? What if Oliver gets attacked? He doesn't know where he is and you're abandoning him--' Jin was quick to shut down those thoughts, even quicker to shut down the very idea of going back. It was too late to change his mind. Oliver would be fine without him.
(If Jin repeated that enough times, maybe he could force himself to believe it.)
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((Haha thats alright XD))Oliver could tell something was wrong as soon as Jin tightened his hold on his hand. He followed behind him wearily, that was until they came to a complete stop. He was confused at first until he heard another guys voice, making Oli move in closer to Jin. At the males words, Oliver himself tightened his grip on Jins hand as he was pushed behind him. He was trying his hardest to ignore the words but they were hitting him right in the sromach and making him feel sick. He should be use to this by now. He shouldnt let these words hurt them like they were. As he continued, Olivers hands began to shake a little, just wanting it to stop. He couldnt even stand up for himself, he felt pathetic and it only got worse. He tryed to keep a grip on Jins hand as he lwt go of it. What hurt even worse was what Jin was saying. He took a few steps backwards, shaking his head. "Stop. Just stop." He mumbled. Before he knew he was left alone in the courtyard. He could hear othwr people taking but no one stepped in to help him. What was he suppose to do now? He was stuck in the courtyard and had no idea which direction was his cabin. He took out his blind cane and took. Deep breath. He do this by himself. He didnt need Jins help. With that he began to find his way on his own.
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Still, he couldn't avoid the twinge in his heart every time the name 'Oliver' crossed his mind.
(( do u want to do a timeskip?? :0
((Sure want to skip when he comes into the infirmary? Is the infirmary open?Also im at a loss for how injured Oliver should be. I was thinking maybe a broken or sprained ankle from tripping over something? I could have one of my characters carry him into the infirmary.))
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a sprained ankle sounds good, it might even lead to Oliver and jin spending more time together since Oliver would need more supervision than normal (specifically medical supervision)?? it's up to u tho
((Yeah that works with me. Who is going to post first?))
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((Yeah i can. I start my class in about 30 minutes))
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"I would like to go inside if that's okay with you?" Greg said as he looked around. He didn't like being alone too much. Especially if it meant him standing outside a cabin looking like a serial killer. He looked down and smiled at her, hoping she would understand and let him in. He had never been inside Apollos' cabin before. He expected to walk in there and see first aid kits and musical instruments everywhere. Although it was stereotypical, most of it almost always was true. He just felt better to be in any cabin other than Ares'.
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Greg jumped off the ground and to the bed, laughing. He forgot how big he was and hoped he didn't break it. He leaned back on the bed with his two arms holding him up. He looked around, a little happy to know he was right about what he would see, more or less, in the cabin. He even chuckled a bit. "Don't look too good sweetie! Can't have you getting too many looks." Greg joked as he continued to look around the cabin. He had wondered what he would do if a mortal tried hitting on her. Mortals were dumb. They like to try to fight the biggest people because, Greg guessed, it made them seem tougher. Greg was used to mortals always trying to test him. He wouldn't let anything slide with Kendra. He had hoped there would be no problems.
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Greg smiled and laughed at her joke. "You can say that." he said as he threw the thought in the back of his mind. He liked the feeling of the bed. He normally slept on the floor in his cabin because he wanted to prepare himself for his future quest. He never really felt a bed in a while. He looked around, making sure Kendra was still in the bathroom and he kicked his feet up. He adjusted his body and laid down on the bed. He put his hands behind his head, his fingers interlocking. He took a deep breath and exhaled. He smiled as he felt the mattress under him. It was really comfortable. He would have to sleep in his tonight.
Ethan held her tight and they disappeared.