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Sofia
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Dec 08, 2013 11:21AM
"Let me take a look at it. I'm not sure if I told you before, but I'm a child of Apollo. Maybe I can help."
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((sorry, I gtg for about twenty minutes, I'll let you know when I'm back on :) ))
Cherre slowly pulled up her sleeve. there was a humongus gash on her arm that was also purple around the eges.
((I'm back))Chloe took a sharp breath in surprise. "And you call that just a scratch?" She took a square of ambrosia out of her pocket. "For starters, eat this."
Cherre didn't eat the ambrosia. "My brother does stuff like this to me all the time. That's how I got my scar on theback of my neck." Cherre showed her.
"It's not fine, it's awful. Eat the ambrosia, that thing might get infected." She started searching her bag for bandages. She was pretty sure she had taken some with her.
"Ug. fine. Oh, I actedentually hit Xander in the head! It was so funny!" Cherre told Chloe
"Who's Xander?" Her hands closed around something soft. She pulled out the bandages. "Found it! Let me bandage your arm."
"Ok. I don't know, some boy. It all went down in the garden." Cherre laughed.
Chloe laughed, and started searching her bag again, for something to disinfect the wound. Cherre's story reminded her of her own encounter in the garden. "Is he cute?"
"please. You think I would be looking at him at a time like that? I just walked away before coming here. Why?"
Chloe shook her head. "Nothing, I met a cute boy in the garden once and now those two things are perpetually linked in my head, I guess."
"nothin mutch. Oh, i went back to the garden and the two demigods were there.
Cherre smiled. "Oooooo." sbe said.
"No. the other ones. Remember? I accedentually hit one in the head with a pine cone. Thank the gods She didn't freak ou-" Cherre quickly stopped herself.
"Who are Louis and Matthew?" asked Chloe, puzzled.
((lol))"Usually, when people say 'no one' like that, 'no one' is the last thing they mean", Chloe pointed out.
Chloe raised an eyebrow as she looked at Emma. "So? Who are they?"
"Yah. I saw." Cherre said. "I thought you liked the other dude more. What was his name again?" Cherre smiled.
Chloe's hand closed around a bottle of disinfectant. She eyed Cherre warily, wondering if the other girl would let her treat her wound, especially since two other people had joined them.
"It's fine. You can disinfect it." Cherre winced in pain.
Chloe laughed. "So you like them both?"
"I got to go." Cherre said. she ran off.
As if almost on cue, Matthew woke up from a dream. "Woah. Where am I?" he combed his hair with his hands and stood up. Then, he saw Emma. He walked over and of cource, he tripped and fell in frount of everyone.
Chloe snickered, then quickly hid her smile behind her hand. "Are you all right?"
"Um yah," he said jetting up. "Hey, I never got your name," he smiled at Emma.
"That's a beautiful name." He told her. He fought the urge to facepalm himself.
His pink eyes sparkleing he said, "I'm sorry if I'm always a bit akward. That usually happens when i'm with girls."
"Oh, I thought he left." Matthew said. he frowned, clearly not liking that Emma liked this sboy to.
"Yah. I'm fine." He told her. Gods, she was beautiful.
He touched her face lightly, waiting to see if she would pull away.
"I've never seen anyone like you before." He told her softly. He was mesmerized by her.
"What? A boy with pink eyes?" He smirked.
((should Chloe leave them a little privacy?))
Don't mess this up! he thought. "How are you so the same as all your sisters but so, diffrent?" He asked.
((Don't matter now.))"I have one question, how pretty can a guinus get?"
he asked.
"Then how pretty can you be, because I honestly cant see how you can get anny prettier."
OHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGOD!!!!!!!!!!!! He thought. He couldn't pull away.
Then he remembered his dream. He HAD to pull away, but he still couldn't.
Chloe blushed. She really, really should either interrupt them or go away. It felt wrong to just stand rooted to the spot and watch them. She started slowly inching away. A twig snapped with a crack under her foot. She looked up, unsure wether or not they had even heard it. They were clearly so lost in each other that they may very well not have heard her.
He just stayed there, remdered usless for the moment of time.
They hadn't heard her, or they just didn't care. She started inching away again, then started walking at a normal peace once she had got to a safe distance. She left the field, headed for the infirmary. Maybe she could be useful there.
