Well, It Could Be Worse [Private]

Allison smiled as she saw harper conscious again. "I'm Allison, a friend" she said cautiously. "I'm 15 and my mother is Hecate, I'm also a ninja....so I know various medical procedures" she continued. "who's your parent?" Allison asked, handing harper a price of ambrosia. "oh, and here's a camp shirt, hope you a medium" Allison said, handing the orange shirt to her. "and about those boomerangs, I've been hit by quite a few, at least yours wasn't coated with poison"

Allison looked over and examined the other girl "yeah, just a bit queasy" she replied and smile towards Harper. "your welcome Harper, but you might want to lay down for a bit longer, I can stay if you wish" she said to Harper. She then looke over to Luna. "you alright Luna? You look a bit dehydrated" she said and handed Luna a bottle of water. "Harper?" she said turning back "how old are you?" she asked her before sitting back in her seat next to skeleton. She then smiled, nice and confident to try to help the Lauren's relax, as well as herself  

Allison just smiled. "yes, I'm a ninja in America cause u was sent here, for I guess protection or training...maybe social skills? I really don't know. Allison said and looked at the tatto on her shoulder. She placed her hand over it casually and switched her gaze back to Harper. "though I'm not really a killer...I mean I will kill but I ussally don't, my clan has been trying to redirect itself to a more modern and peaceful way but the old ways are going to remain, they can't change a tradition like that" she said and sighed, thinking about her upcoming event.

"so, Harper....um...well uh, you feeling better?" she asked. Not exactly what she wanted to say, but I guess it would work for now. darn it... she scolded herself silently, she really did new to work on her social skills

Allison smiled as she saw the cat then switched her attention to Harper again. "yeah I'm ok." Allison's watch started to beep a bit. Allusion glanced at her watch an sighed before looking at the two girls. "I have to go, my girlfriend needs me in about an hour....well I guess I can stay a bit longer, make sure everything's fine" allison said ad smiled as she poured herself a cup of water

Allison hugged Luna "it's alright, we are still friends, best friends even. I know it's hard when you learn something like this" she said calmly.

Harper drew her legs up to her chest from under the blanket. She hooked her arms around them and clasped her fingers into a lock. Her back arched into a straightened position while the blood in her cheeks clycloned around, transfering the pale color of her skin into a deep pink tone. "Y-you're bi?" Harper whispered, half to Allison and half to herself. Did they allow such openness in camp? Harper heard they hadn't. She'd heard that kids got beaten up around here for that--even by counselors. A friend of hers had to leave camp for being so open about her sexuality. "And...and everyone is just... Okay with that?" A weight was lifted suddenly, and the fragile girl had several very personal questions she wanted to ask. Most of all, though, Harper was extremely glad that she wasn't the only bisexual. It gave her a little bit of hope that the heteronormative lifestyle was not the only accepted lifestyle at camp.

Allison nodded. "bi and proud of it. No ones going to change me" she said and sat next to Harper. "your bi too, aren't you?" she asked calmly. "ad you probabley have questions, well I don't mind a bit" Allison Sao and smiled. "and actually, you two are the only two that know right now that I'm bi" Allison said and sent Harper a smile, a nice warm friendly one

Harper choked on her own spit, caught by surprise. She turned her head slowly towards the bisexual girl sitting on the edge of her bed. More importantly, the girl who save her life. Even more importantly, in Harper's case, the girl who somehow knew Harper shared the same sexual orientation. Harper had only recently been able to even admit it to herself, and this girl just magically knew. "Aren't you afraid of getting hurt?" Not all people were accepting of the LGBTQA community. It seemed barbaric but kids still got beaten up for it.

"I'm a ninja, I'm hard to find, let alone hurt. But to be honest, yes. I am." Allison moved her shirt up to show a large scar on her side. "police got to me one time, swat to be honest, then monsters....all because I'm bi. But I stand up for myself and nothing can hurt me" Allison said and smiled. "I know it's hard being bi, but sometimes it's worth it"

Harper shuddered visibly at the site of the scar running down Allison's side. She inhaled a shaky breath and shook her head, finding it difficult to even believe that could happen. Well, no, scratch that. She could believe it could happen, and did believe it. But by cops? They were meant to help the public. What kind of town did she live in where an incident like that could happen? Certainly not a metropolitan area.

Harper's hand twitch, and she was going to raise her arm and stroke the pink wound, but blinked and realize how absolutely rude that would be. "I.... that's awful... Just because you're bi?" Note to self. Never tell anybody about sexual orientation.

"you can touch it" Allison said kindly. "it's one of the few wounds not battle related" she continued. "and yes, those Mexican police are quite rough" she said and smiled, moving a bit closer so Harper could reach her better. "but hopefully for you, it won't happen. I would hate to see you injured"

Harper glanced up to Allison for reassurance, before hesitantly inching her arm forward, using one, delicate finger to stroke downward over the skin. It was slightly raised, and a little roughened. Harper winced, thinking about her own scars. Not that she'd gotten them from events as serious as getting beaten by mexican police for bisexuality. She had to giggle at the last part of that statement, though. "But you've already seen me injured."

"true. I just saved your life to be honest" Allison smiled sweetly. "gae you ever had a girlfriend?" Allison asked as she placed her hand on harpers, guiding it over the scar. "you don't look really experienced to be honest"