It was a hot day. Like, hotter than normal. The sun rays were baking the trees and even the naiads had retrieved into the deepest depths of the lake, where it seemed to be the coldest right now.
Ian wouldn't say no to a little swim there, really; he already felt like walking around shirtless. Unfortunately, though, he wasn't, but his black Antoni Morato shirt was unbuttoned to the bottom of his ribcage already, emphasizing his slim, youthful body and the silver chain he had around his neck, with the flat obsidian pendant.
Right now, he was going to the archery training. Recurve bow in hand, quiver strapped to his thigh, he was in position, already nocking an arrow.
He was about to shoot, when the Athena cabin, which was training with them, arrived, led by Annabeth. Suddenly, his heart changed its pace, it made a couple of slow beats before increasing wildly.
There he was. Benjamin Holmes. Ian allowed himself his most charming smile and passed a hand through his caramel-brown hair, messing it up a little as Benjamin walked past him.
Ian wouldn't say no to a little swim there, really; he already felt like walking around shirtless. Unfortunately, though, he wasn't, but his black Antoni Morato shirt was unbuttoned to the bottom of his ribcage already, emphasizing his slim, youthful body and the silver chain he had around his neck, with the flat obsidian pendant.
Right now, he was going to the archery training. Recurve bow in hand, quiver strapped to his thigh, he was in position, already nocking an arrow.
He was about to shoot, when the Athena cabin, which was training with them, arrived, led by Annabeth. Suddenly, his heart changed its pace, it made a couple of slow beats before increasing wildly.
There he was. Benjamin Holmes. Ian allowed himself his most charming smile and passed a hand through his caramel-brown hair, messing it up a little as Benjamin walked past him.