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Mar 19, 2016 07:28AM
Marco waved anger cleaning his glasses off, "Hello," he said not minding that the boy had been watching, people often did when he was photographing some of the worlds beauty.
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Chandler waved shyly back, but didn't say anything.
Marco looked at the boy curiously, He must not be one to talk, he thought.
Chandler noticed his curious look. He probably thinks I'm weird... he thought to himself. Chandler goes back to keeping to himself, trying to ignore the other boy's presence
Marco sighed "Sorry didn't mean to bother you," he said straightening his glasses. He gave the boy another glance before turning away to wishing to bother him further.
"I-its...your fine." Chandler replied, shyly stumbling over his words.
Marco looked at him again "Oh well I'm Marco, you don't have to tell me your name if you'd like that's fine," he said something shiny catching his attention. ((ADHD much? Lol))
"Chandler..." He said. Chandler glanced at the ground shyly.
Marco smiled "A very interesting name, I like it," he said picking up a button off the ground.
Chandler smiled lightly. "Thanks." He said quietly.
Marco nodded looking at the rustic button, he made a sound of disappointment when no thoughts on who he could photograph the object. He put it in his camera bag before looking up at Chandler again "Your quite welcome," he said kindly.
Chandler sat down in the grass against the tree. He looked around the field unsure of what to do.
Marco wasn't sure what it was but something about Chandler made his very curious, more so than usual. " So what brings you to this humble field on a glorious day?" he asked making small talk.
Chandler shrugged. "It's away from people." He said.
Marco nodded "I can get that," he said "As you might have guessed I'm here to do some photography," he said, he then adjusted the camera strap a little.
Chandler smiled lightly. A large gust of wind blew through, knocking his hood off and reveling the giant bruise on the side of his face. Chandler quickly tried to hide the bruise.
Marco noticed it and his curiosity almost got the best of him. Though he respected him and only said, "Perhaps you should get that checked out."
Chandler shook his head. "It's ok.." He said. He really didn't want anyone to ask how he got it because he didn't want to explain that he gets bullied extremely severly.
Marco sighed and walked a little closer "I'm not going to pry but you can always tell a half truth, it's not a lie your merely leaving details out, I used to tell them most of the time," he said.
Chandler glanced up at him. "I'm fine...."
Marco looked at him then took out a canteen "For emergencies I happen to carry nectar, here it will take care of that for you," he said handing in to him.
Chandler hesitantly took it from him. "Thanks." He said before taking a quick drink.
Marco smiled "Anything to help a fellow demigod," he said.
Chandler handed the nectar back to him, smiling lightly.
"Better?" he asked taking the canteen back.
"That's good, so who's your godly parent?" Marco asked out of honest curiosity.
Marco nodded "Mines Hebe," he said with a smile.
Marco nodded "I guess it kinda is," he said.
"Cool," Marco sat sitting down "So what do you like to do?" he asked.
"Read and draw mostly." Chandler replied. "Mostly things to avoid people."
"Drawing's cool a friend of mine used to draw when we could get the paper," said Marco with a nod, "I mainly did photography, still do with my trusty old polaroid."
"Can I see some of your pictures?" Chandler asked.
Marco nodded opening up his camera bag, inside was a few binders with labels that read, people, nature the last one was called Em, Marco and the rustic Treehouse. He looked at the last one for a moment then put it back in not ready to look at those anytime soon, sighing softly he said "Here I have nature or people both are full of a bunch of photos in each, feel free to look."
"I'll look through nature." Chandler said, smiling lightly.
Marco nodded handing him the binder laying on top was the one of the butterfly he had just taken when he realized he had company.
Chandler flipped through the pictures. "Wow these are really good."
Marco smiled "Thanks, this on," he tapped a photo of a raccoon sitting on a cot with what looked like a biscuit in his paws "Was taken after me and my friend came back after shopping to see this masked thief munching on our leftovers," he said with a chuckle.
"It was until we realized it ate most of our rations for the week," said Marco with a shrug.
Chandler smiled. He glanced around to see if anyone else was around.
Marco let him look at it in peace while he cleaned the camera lens. He was happy he had gotten the shy boy to open up.
Chandler glanced up at him as he flipped through, totally NOT checking him out or anything.
He was oblivious to the fact that Chandler kept glancing at him because Marco being Marco accidentally hit the button to take a photo while cleaning and was blinded by the flash. He blinked it away with a surprised look then shrugged seeing as it wasn't the first time it had happened, he waited for it to develop then shook it out. Slowly a image of a very bright surprised Marco came into view and he tried not to laugh at himself.
Chandler suppressed a chuckle when Marco accidentally took a picture and turned most of his attention back to the photos, glancing at him every once in a while.
