Zane's Bunk

"Am i doing what on purpose?" he asks with confusion on his face before looking down and noticing the dead happening around him, "Oh...... No... i can't exactly control it... it just happens.." He stares down at the dead plant life with deep sadness in his eyes, as if he hates death. "I think it's tied to my emotions though... the process seems to go faster if i'm really angry or really sad... Umm.. i'd keep my distance if i were you... I don't know if it affects more than just plants, and i don't want to hurt anyone... especially the only person that has talked to me since i got here.." he shrugs lightly and stares off into the distance, admiring the beautiful view of Camp.

"I don't know... Hopefully it either stops or i can somehow control it.."He said with fascination in his eyes as she constructs a dragonfly. Amazement fills his him at how many things this girl can make out of just a few pieces of scrap. "Wait a minute.... are you a daughter of Hepheastus? Isn't he the god of machinery and stuff?" he asks as he continues watching the little, mechanical bug.

As they continue walking, he glances up when Sawyer gestures toward the Big House. The one building that he's familiar with, since that was the place he was taken to when he got here. "Yea, i know them. Is it true that Dionysus is really a god?"

" Oh no, i definitely won't ask him.. I may not particularly like most of the gods, but i definitely won't go out of my way to offend one or get on the bad side of one." he says with a little shrug and begins fiddling with his Drachma in his pocket. "I never want to go to Olympus... I don't like heights..." he shudders at the thought of being so high up and glances down at his feet, to make sure he's still on solid ground. But this only makes his face streak with sadness as, once again, the area around him is dying. "I really hate this..." gesturing slightly toward his uncontrollable power.

"Well.... i hear the voices of the dead.... And quite a few of them have some... nasty comments about the Gods.." He replied, still fidgeting a little. "And Olympus is just... too high for my taste.." he shudders once again, indicating he has an immense fear of heights.

"Well... It needs to hurry up and go away.." he says, his voice barely more than a whisper, before returning his attention to the Camp. "You guys have everything here..." Maybe... Just maybe... living here might not be so bad...

"It's kind of hard not to listen to them... They're always whispering in my ear.. even now..." he says as he rubs his ear, hoping to drown out the voices, but to no avail. So far, all of his so-called gifts from his father have been never-endingly annoying.

"I think it will just take time to adjust... This place... feels more like home than anywhere i've been before.." he responds. "How long have you been here..? U-unless it's none of my business.."

"Oh.. only during the summer huh... I'll be here year round.." he said while gazing out towards the cabins. Zane had mixed emotions about staying permanently. On one hand, he's happy he finally has somewhere to live, but on the other, he wishes he had a real home, with his mother. But it would be hard to live with someone that's dead.

"That's actually a good idea.. I've never tried it before.." he said with a soft smile, a glimmer of hope in his eyes. "Music... Drown sound out with more sound... "he lets out a light laugh as takes the coin in his pocket out and begins flipping it up with his thumb, then catching it in his palm before repeating the process.

"The... welcoming initiation? What's that?" he looked at her, a confusing look on his face. "I'm not one for pranks.. And the Aphrodite children will have a tough time pairing me with someone.. not many people embrace death with open arms..." he stretches his arms out and sticks his hands back into his pockets, gazing blankly into the distance.

"Wow... too bad i wasn't here to see Percy do that.." he said with a grin on his face, holding back a laugh at the thought of someone getting the Ares kids back. I'm gonna have to make sure to stay away from the Ares kids. he thought quietly. As she told him about the prank they did, he frowned in disgust, "Oh Gods, that's horrible! There's no reason for anyone to ever mess with someone's feelings like that. It's appalling how they did that.. And how they made you out to be a punishment..." he said with his face covered by his hood. "There's nothing wrong with someone asking you out... People care about looks too much... They can't see past what you look like to see what you're like on the inside.... a complete genius with machinery.." his face blushes deeply as the compliment leaves his mouth, hiding his face further underneath his hood and starts fidgeting with the coin in his pocket.

Zane glanced over at her and could instantly tell he had said the wrong thing. This is why i don't talk to people. I always say the wrong thing! he said in his mind, yelling at himself. Ever since he was little, he had trouble talking to people, so eventually, he just stopped talking. He greatly preferred to listen. When he talks, bad things always happens to him. Maybe it's a curse passed down from my father, he thought sadly, maybe i'm cursed to push people away and be alone like him. "W-why would I look weirdly..?" he asks, his voice back to its normal softness.

"Oh no... I'm sorry to hear about your friend..." he replied, trying to imagine how it must feel to lose limbs. "Well, him being a son of Hepheastus... i think if he wanted to, he could make those prosthetics amazing... Put some retractable weapons in it... or something.." Zane said, with a faint smile appearing on his face as he thought about all the things you could put in a prosthetic. Zane could sense a deep feeling in Sawyer for Jordan, but not in a romantic way, more like... family. Zane starts to smile, thinking how great it must be to have a family.

Zane looks up and squints at the sun, then quickly looks down, pulling his hood over his face tighter. "Ugh... I hate the sun... It's too bright and hot.." He pulls on the neck of his hoody, trying to pump some air into it to cool off. "Yea... It is good.." he softly answers back, still trying to cool himself. "Speaking of cabins..... where is my new one...?"

"Sure... I just want to get out of this heat...." He mutters while standing up quickly, ignoring the grass on his jeans. "After you." he gives her a soft smile as he begins fidgeting with the coin once again. Gods... give me a cool dark dungeon over sunlight any day he mentions to himself