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|Subject: weep little lion man [moon] Sat Nov 22, 2014 10:49 pm|| |
Landon Alexander Thrush
Landon sits on the dirt between the rows of strawberry plants, smack dab in the center of the field. It's not exactly a common place for someone to venture, and that is exactly why he is there. He needed a place to hide, to escape from reality. And this little spot of his is perfect, absolutely perfect. It provides him with a place to think. The only fault with this seemingly perfect hiding space is that in late November it is absolutely freezing. He pulls his loose cardigan around himself and lets out a few swear words as he curses himself for not thinking to bring a jacket. It looks like his time of peace might be cut a bit short. He's such an idiot.
Still he might as well make as much use of it as he can before he gets too cold. Reaching beside him he picks up the small note book and pencil that he brought with him. Balancing them on his lap, he opens the notebook and begins to flip through the various pages full of scribbles and doodles. It appears to be some sort of thought journal where he writes down whatever he's thinking of, and that's exactly what it is. His thoughts...
Opening a new page he picks up the pencil and begins to write. His writing is small, illegible, and in pig latin. He's not sure why he chooses to write in other languages, but perhaps its so no one can read it. If people knew what he thought about they would be concerned for him and that's the last thing he wants. All he wants is to be left alone and for things to go back to the way there were. But that can't happen.
For a while he sits there writing, seemingly lost in his thoughts. However he's snapped out of it by the sounds of another person approaching. Quickly closing his notebook he shoves it under his arm and slowly stands up. "Who's there?"he calls out his voice cracking. Biting his lip he assumes a defensive position, not sure what to expect. Part of him hopes it's just Archer while part of him hopes it's not his brother. Yeah he loves Archer but there's a reason he's currently in the middle of a field.
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|Subject: Re: weep little lion man [moon] Sat Nov 22, 2014 11:30 pm|| |
Spencer's memories hadn't cleared up any since he had come to camp. Occasionally he'd still get flashes of faces or sounds, but nothing made any sense to him. It was rather frustrating sometimes, but he was getting used to things at camp. Training, at least, made some sense do him, despite how awful he was at it. Avoiding the pointy end of weapons was a skill the demigod had yet to master. Then there was the fact that he had yet to control his powers, which was something he figured he would never her able to do. Ever.
Having the afternoon off was amazing. Spencer had already eaten a lot of food, learned how to knit, and sang about half a dozen Christmas songs, all before two. He was feeling extremely successful, and in light of that, decided to go for a walk. Even though it was a little chilly out, Spencer didn't mind. He had a sweatshirt on and a thick pair of shoes that forbid the cold from bothering his feet as he walked. Camp was pretty looking all the time, but with snow sprinkling down from the pine trees, and the icicles on the buildings, everything seemed to sparkle.
When he reached the strawberry fields, he scanned the area, finding a lone figure in between the rows. Spencer started walking towards the person, not really caring who it was. He was all for making new friends, and hopefully he could. His siblings didn't really appreciate his bubbly nature, apparently. "I'm Spencer," he called back, nearing the other demigod. The person's position confused him as came to a stop about two yards in front of the guy. "Uh, you're not going to beat me up, right?" he asked, taking a hesitant step backwards.