Zane's Bunk

As Zane lay face down on his bed in his usual black torn jeans and zip-up hoodie, he covers his ears with his palms, knowing it won't work, but tries to drown out the whispers of the dead anyways. As he presses harder, he picks out a voice that sounds different from the rest, when he realizes that its a voice from the living. He slowly gets off his bed, flipping his hood back up over his head, then straps his sheathed sword across his back, with the hilt over his right shoulder, and shuffles over to the door, opening it slowly and quietly. As the door opens, he spots a strong looking girl with a burn scar on her face. His first thought of her is that she seemed tough "I'm Zane...What do you want..?" He asks in a soft, quiet voice as he puts one hand inside his hoodie pocket and uses the other to hold the door open.

"A couple of guys told me I had to show you around," the Latino girl mouthed. "Since you're new and stuff."

She watched him with her russet-colored eyes, examining the articulation of his face; he was probably as old as her though his somewhat lanky body made him seem younger. She wondered if the black outfit somehow meant he could be the child of an Underworld god --many chthonian demigods wore dark clothes.

"So, you coming?"

"O-oh... uhh.. sure.. let's go, i guess." He replies in his usual soft voice while blushing slightly as he notices her examining him. He swiftly dashes out the door, closing it behind him and passing by the girl on his way out. He stops and fidgets nervously as he waits for her to lead the way. "Where to, camp guide...?" He asks quietly while staring off into the distance.

Zane quietly follows her pace, making almost no sound as he steps. As the tough looking girl gestures to each location, he makes sure to take a long look, trying to remember all the additional information of the Camp. He keeps his hands in his hoody pockets as they continue along. As he passes through a beam of sunlight, he squints his eyes and pulls his hood up further, covering his eyes just enough to block the sun. "Um.... I heard there was a place i could practice swordsmanship... Where is that..?" he asks quietly, keeping his eyes hidden underneath his hood.

As Zane continues to follow behind Sawyer silently, he glances around everywhere, trying to see as much of the Camp as possible. When they come up to the children of Demeter, he smiles softly, for the first time since all of this Demigod business started, for he can't help but be a little happy seeing other people happy. He'd never admit it, but deep down he loves to make people happy. Once Zane realizes he's smiling, he quickly blushes a little and hides his face under his hood as they continue walking, hoping no one saw him smile. for he hates showing people his emotions. As they walk through the tunnel, he feels the temperature drop just as Sawyer did, but instead of goosebumps, he seemed to relax a little, almost like he enjoys the colder temperature. He watches curiously as the kid annihilates the training dummy, and smiles once again, but this smile seems happier than the one before. But just like before, he blushes and quickly hides his face, but as he pulls his hood down, Zane spots breathtakingly beautiful black rose poking through the sand. "How did this grow here?" He asks softly to no one in particular as he takes his right hand out of his pocket and slowly stretches it down towards the rose. As he gets close to it, the rose suddenly begins withering, and then crumbles to dust. "What the-?!" he says to himself out loud, extremely confused at what just happened.

"I... I'm not sure how i did that.." Zane answers back while slowly rising back up from his crouched position as he examines his hand, wondering what happened. As he glances over at Sawyer he notices the blank expression on her face "What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost."

"Wha-" he whispers as he looks up, widening his eyes in surprise at the glowing symbol above his head. As the Nike kid speaks, Zane looks over at him, pulling his hood up enough to reveal his dark, cold blue eyes. "Thanatos? Isn't... Isn't the God of... D-Death?" he asks with a slight stammer, almost like he's afraid of the word.

"I'm... I'm not going to turn into a ghost or anything am I?" he whispers out at Sawyer, with the same frightened voice. Zane slides his hands into his hoodie pockets and begins shifting his weight back and forth between his left and right foot, unable to stand still when his emotions are erratic.

Sawyer came back up, like the rest of the other demigods.

"Haha, no, kiddo," she told him, a grin cracking her mouth. "No Thanatos kids ever turned into ghosts. It'd be known if they did."

The symbol was starting to fade slowly away and Sawyer fingered the carbon fibre handle of her axe.

"You were claimed pretty quickly. After the tour, you can get your stuff in your old cabin and move to the Minor Underworld Gods one. You'll see, you got plenty of siblings."

It was true, there were a lot of Thanatos kids, like there were a lot of Hecate and Apollo ones. He'd find out soon enough. And his siblings would probably help him understand Camp better than Sawyer could explain to him.

"Do you wanna move on?" she finally asked.

OOC: Does Zane know Sawyer's god parent?

Zane continues to glance up at the symbol as it fades away, then, embarassed by the attention, he quickly pulls his hood back over his eyes.

"I don't have anything else in my cabin.. The only things i own are the clothes i'm wearing and my sword.." He points to the sheathed sword on his back before pushing his hands back in his pockets.

"Sure.. After you.." he answers, his voice soft and anxious to get away from all the people. He is way too shy to enjoy large groups, hence why he typically sits by himself.

OOC: He doesn't know for sure, but he thinks she is a child of Hepheastus, due to her tough looking appearance.

OOC: Alright ^^

BIC:

Sawyer frowned again as they went back through the Arena's porch and out in the sunlight.

"Really?" she asked. "Well you gotta buy clothes and stuff at the Camp store then. I'd better come with you, though, there are often Hermes guys who try to scam newbies."

He had a soft voice and had this habit of pulling his hood over his face. Sawyer wondered if he was shy, or if he didn't appreciate being in the spotlight. Or being in society at all. Unfortunately, her contact with organic life being rather moderate, she had no real idea. She wasn't good in analyzing feelings. She didn't even understand her own.

She stopped at ten meters from the Arena and gestured to the right.

"There's the forest. We play Capture-the-Flag there every Friday, though don't go there alone or unarmed, there are monsters positioned to challenge Campers."

As they re-enter the sunlight, Zane pulls his hood down further, attempting to block out the bright sun from reaching his eyes. "But i have no money.. I had to use what little money i had for the bus ride here.... since the satyr that brought me forgot to pay.." He repeatedly zones in and out as they continue walking, trying to process the fact that he's the son of Death, and of course his new home. Zane tries not to show it, but deep down he loves the Camp, mainly due to the fact that his only home for as long as he could remember was a run-down orphanage. When Sawyer draws his attention to the forest, he can't stop another small smile creep onto his face. "That place.... looks amazing..." his smile quickly drops as he rubs his ear closest to the forest, a small twinge of pain showing on his face. "Alot of people have died in there...." he says softly, his voice barely audible.

Zane smiles softly, underneath his hood, as Sawyer makes a funny joke about the forest and continues following along closely. It's nice of her to try and lighten the mood. It's tough being the new kid, Zane thought to himself as they came up on the Armory.
He glances up to look at the Armory, when he spots the Drachma flying toward his head. With quick reflexes, he moves his head out of the way as his hand shoots out of his pocket and grabs the coin as it passes next to him. He looks at it closely and admires it before putting it in his pocket and continuing the tour.
When they reach the lush, juicy looking strawberry field, he gazes out in awe at the fact that such big, healthy looking strawberries are growing, and in huge production as well. His hand slowly reaches out from his pocket to touch one, but quickly pulls it back in, thinking back on what happened to the rose. His face streaks with sadness, thinking that he may never be able to touch a plant again. Zane gazes over at where she indicated, staring out with his mouth slightly open as he sees the amazing amount of beautiful horses and Pegasi. "Wow.... You guys have everything here..."

"Yea... i know how you feel... I'm not a fan of flying.." Zane answers back softly as he shivers at the thought of flying.

"That's.... Thalia's Pine up there isn't it..?" He asked as they started up the hill. While they walked, he fidgeted with the Drachma in his pocket, running it through his fingers repeatedly, thinking to himself, Sawyer seems pretty nice.. But i guess she doesn't like to hang out with people, like me. She seems.... withdrawn.. from everyone.. I wonder if she has a fear of opening up and getting hurt like i do...

As they trekked up the hill, he glanced down at where he was walking. his face struck with immense sadness at the death he was causing to the plant life by just walking. Maybe i should just stay in my room... I hate that i'm killing things..

"Well.. Me and the satyr who brought me here passed by it. He said Thalia was a demigod who gave her life to protect her friends, but at the last second, her father Zeus turned her into a tree.." He answers back while continuing up the hill. As they get near the top, Zane spots Peleus and jumps in surprise, stumbling back and tripping over a root in the ground, falling down hard on his rear. "W-What the heck is that?! Is that a.... dragon?!"

As Sawyer talked, Zane looked over at her and couldn't help but stare, amazed at how skilled she was with metal and wires. "Whoa..." he says out, barely audible, as he watches the miniature ship start sailing around, then gently lands back into her hand. "That's...... That's amazing Sawyer.." he says softly, still staring in awe. Suddenly, Zane blushes in embarrassment and hides his face under his hood, from that being the first time he's called Sawyer by her first name.