unexpectedly [private-non-event]

Subject: unexpectedly [private-non-event] Sun Jul 14, 2013 8:13 pm

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what a weekend. haven had too much on her mind at the moment to really see anyone. she had been avoiding everyone in her cabin for days which was strange for her, now anyways. she used to avoid everyone, but the past few months she was better with that. The past few days, she feels like everything she has done just crumpled to nothing and she felt the need to seclude herself again. it felt like a good option. plus she could barely talk to Simon. he was sort of who she was trying to avoid. it wasn't his fault what happened...but it still made her entirely unsure.

she decided to spend her time on the pier, out over the lake. It was one of her many places to sort of hide without really hiding. people came here, but sometimes, others weren't bothered by others. haven never minded if people talked to her, but she liked having time to be alone as well. the lake was nice in the afternoon. the sun hit the water well and a nice breeze would roll over the lake and it felt nice on the hot summer days. she took her seat at the end of the dock, and swung her feet above the water, too short to skim her toes across it.

haven's eyes were glued to the water. everything reflected off the water in a way where even when it was distilled it looked amazing. the way every color collided. the sun with the clouds and the clouds to the water. they were just the few things that helped her get her mind away from things. and that's really something she needed. haven needed something to help her mind get away from things that were bothering her.

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Subject: Re: unexpectedly [private-non-event] Mon Jul 15, 2013 2:28 pm

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Archer Jonathan Glass
Son of Apollo
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Archer lays on his bunk, staring up at the ceiling. Except his head is really just facing that way, he can't see the ceiling. He has been laying here for the past couple of days. He has seemed to loose all motivation of leaving his cabin. The bullying and teasing had gotten worse, and he has decided to hide in his cabin. The other day he had someone intentionally put a rock in front of him, so he would trip. He had predicted it and managed to move, but still it hurts.

Archer sighs, and lays there, not moving. He just does not understand why people are so mean to him. He's just like them, only blind. He is still capable of doing the stuff they can. He's better at archery than a lot of them. He can sing, play the guitar. He can even cook a bit, well use a microwave, but still for a blind person that's impressive! He just wishes that others would see that, and accept him.

Hearing his stomach growl, Archer lets out a small sigh. He's starting to get really hungry, he had finished the last of his stash of food yesterday. Soon he is going to have to go out and get some more food. Just then, a flash of color flashes before his eyes. No, he is not getting his sight back. He's having a vision. He can see a girl, at the lake, sitting at the edge of the dock. Just like that, the vision is over.

Yet, Archer knows enough from the vision. He knows, that he has to find this girl. Slowly, yet sort of quick for him, he climbs off of his bunk. He then bends down to make sure his shoes are tied. Once he is sure that they are, he grabs his cane. Extending it in front of him, he makes his way through the cabin. Once he's out of his cabin, Archer slowly starts to make his way towards the lake.

After several minutes, and several failed attempts, he makes his way to what he believes is the lake. He starts to walk in the direction of what he believes to be the pier. Stepping onto a different surface, he smiles realizing he made it. He makes his way to the end, where he senses another person.

Slowly, and very carefully Archer manages to sit at the end of the pier. Placing his cane next to him, he turns his head to face who he assumes to be the girl. "Excuse me. Can you tell if you have dirty blond hair and light blue eyes?"he asks softly. "Not to sound weird, but if you can't tell I am blind"he says to her. Hopefully he doesn't sound too weird. He's not very good at socalizing with people. Hopefully she will stick around though. He knows that he is supposed to find her, but he is not sure why.

((late reply, sorry!))

Subject: Re: unexpectedly [private-non-event] Sun Jul 21, 2013 8:55 pm

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haven didn't know much of what she was thinking until she took notice of the strange boy, struggling, but successfully making his was down the pier. He was a curious boy, different. haven wasn't too familiar with him, but she was never too familiar with anybody. she used to think she knew a lot of people and she had not problem with naming everyone, but she was only kidding herself. She didn't know the names of more than half the campers at camp.

he's blind, haven concluded as the boy sat down next to her without so much as a second thought. Of course, it must have been obvious with his stick and the little struggle he had getting down the pier, but she sort of let her mind work at its own pace as she had first noticed him coming. She took interest in him, her curious mind instantly wanting to know more about him. thinking more about it she may have seen him hanging around cabin seven, but she wasn't entirely sure just yet. might as well go ahead and ask, but she was beat to the speaking.

Haven wondered how he even knew she was there, for she had been as quiet as a mouse his entire journey down the dock. She raised her eyebrows at him, as he basically described her appearance. maybe he wasn't blind, and it was just an act or something. probably for attention. But he did sound very genuine when admitting he was blind, so she sort of just went with the fact that he had really good hearing and was good at guesing how people looked.

the daughter of Hephaestus nodded, but then realized once again, he could not see her. So she spoke up, rubbing her arm skeptically and watched the water before them. "Uh, yes, actually," she murmured. "But I'm sorry, do I know you? Or more wondering, do you know me?"

ooc: no worries. mine was just as late, if not later. SORRY. LONG WEEK. <3

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