Fight at the creek

I looked around the room impressed. I have stayed in plenty of tents when I was on the run but none ever this nice. I caught the medicine and bandages that Zek tossed to me. With some difficulty, I managed to read the medicine bottle and discovered it was painkillers. I shook a couple into my hand and swallowed them back. I wrapped some of the scars that haven't quite closed with the bandages.

Once that was done, I got myself a soda from the fridge. I sat down on one of the beds, "This place is quite nice. Must be fun to camp in." I cracked the lid of my soda. "Has it been helpful to you?" I took a sip of my soda. It was Dr. Pepper, not my favorite but it will do.

I took another drink of soda, thinking about my cabin mates. Most of them didn't like talking to people and being alone; but I figured if I am going to stuck in this place, I might as well try my best not to make it hell.

"We don't really talk much. They all like to keep to themselves mostly, I stick out because I don't want to make myself miserable with nothing to do at camp." I put my feet up on the bed and rested my hands behind my head. "This is all we got, don't want to ruin it."

I finished my soda and threw it at the trash can and air-balled it. With a sigh, I got up and retrieved the can. I threw it away.

"How's the neck holding up?" I walked back and sat down on the bunk. "It looked pretty nasty after the fight."

He just waved off a near death injury like it was a paper cut. I couldn't help but feeling impressed and a little bit annoyed. I risked my life to save his and he just doesn't care. I pushed this thought out of my mind because I thought I could actually call this kid a friend.

I rolled my eyes when he made the can in the trash on his first shot. He had to one up me. I took notice of the bowl filled with various spoils of war.

I answered his question, "I ran away when I was six. So yeah, I've been did that stuff for the 7 years I was on the run." Kicking off my tennis shoes, I laid down on the bunk. "You seem to have done this a lot." I nodded towards the bowl. "What makes you want to go find monsters? Most demigods just want to avoid them, but you look like you are purposely hunting the down."

"Why don't you trust your siblings?" I picked at my fingernails. "I mean we are all on the same side here, I think. No one has tried to kill me yet." Plenty of other thing have attempted on my life, but no campers have ever tried. If anything most of them tried to be friendly, except my cabin that is. Those losers just kept to themselves. Their loss.

I chewed on the inside of my cheek. I seem to have touched a nerve. I tried to fix it by saying, "I know not everyone loves it here, I would rather be somewhere else, but camp is here to keep you alive. It's a safe haven from monsters." I wiggled my toes. "How about we leave this topic and you grab me some food instead?" I mentally laughed at my attempt to be friendly. It was pitiful.

I catch the snacks he threw to me, "If it does, I don't know it. I killed another underworld demigod for it when I was on the run." I picked up the sword and examined the Stygian iron blade. Even though it had been used recently, there was no scratch or nick on the black blade.

"What about yours? Got any names for those fancy blades?" I open the bag of chips and start eating them.

After he told me about his swords, I noticed the light the gave off. It painted the room in a color that reminded me of the ocean. It kind of reminded me of the underworld's cabin, all creepy and stuff. Ah, home.

I rubbed my eyes, just realizing how tired I am. I yawned, "We should probably get some rest. We can then find our way back to camp tomorrow." Without waiting for an answer I closed my eyes and tried to get some rest.

Well then I guess he doesn't want to talk anymore I think to myself. I sheath my swords and and the lights disappeared from the room. "Yeah I guess." I lay down in bed and close my eyes

ooc: Time skip?

OOC: Sure

I woke up to the early morning light hitting me directly in the face, one of my pet peeves. It is really annoying when you are trying to sleep in. I rolled over pulling the sheets over my head and then realized this was not my bed. I sat up quickly, rubbed my eyes, and looked around. It all came back to me. I went out into the woods, met a kid name Zek, fought monsters, and spent the night in this tent.

I hear a loud snore and find Zek asleep in a different bed on the far side of the tent. Careful not to wake him up, I quietly tie my shoes, strap my sword across my back, and tip toe towards the door. I quietly open the tent flap and almost fall out. I forgot it is in a tree. I slowly work my way down.

Once I am at the bottom I take off towards camp. I felt a little sorry about leaving him, but he is a little weird, but aren't we all? I decide I will head back to my bunk until I figure out something to do.