One Ear & Right Out the Other [open]

Zin looked around the room. It was airy and light, the things she doesn't here but don't like either. From the basement, where it was more nice to her than anywhere else, she transfered here because it had been too cramped up back there.

A girl, smiling widely, shouted from the window across the room. Zin looked up, as if to say hello, nodded at her direction. She again looked down, eyes downcasted to the scars on her arms and went back to her silent state.

Zin looked at the where the noise was comming from. It was an injured camper. Sighing, she crossed the room and reached out into the air. At first, the air shimmered and then, a first aid kit appeared in her hand as she walked to the boy's bunk, kneeling by him.

Zin sighed. " Was that from one of those battles?", she asked. His wounds were nothing compared to what happened to her but it was still a painful wound.

Zin poked his side lightly. Looking at her first aid kit, she opened it and produced a can of nectar and some bandages. She sat next to him, crossed legged and glanced at his reaction. "You alight there partner?", she chuckled, flipping her shoulder length hair out of her face. Her hair always got in her face. Ever since it grew again, she kept on trying to cut it but those Aphrodite kids keep irritating her and threatened to unleash a great fight if her hair got a mile radius of a scissor.

" Something wrong?", she asked, looking at him as he looked away. " Hey, if I'm being too clingy I could go and walk away.", and to prove her point, she stood up. She brushed her jeans and began to walk to her window again. 'Guess nobody wants me again', she thought.

Zin looked at him. He was surely nervous, but she didn't know why. She was, afterall, a girl who pretended to be a guy to join a war. All her female instincts got burid deep inside her and she doesn't know it still existed. She raised the corner if her lips to an uneven smile. "What's the matter? You seemed nervous and you keep on stuttering. You alright?", she asked, placing a hand on his forehead. She made him sat next to her and she began to look at his wounds and pouring some nectar in it.

Zin smiled now. It was her duty to help others. She was glad someone appreciated it. "So, you got to join in the war?I'm Zin by the way." she pulled out her hand for him to shake.

Zin smiled sadly. "Yeah. Been to one. The civil war specifically."she said with a sigh. "After my mom died, everyone went to battle and left. I went with them, and pretended to be a boy. Of coarse I nearly died doing that stupid stunt." she laughed a bit at her own stupidity and rubbed a scar on her arm.

"I did go to war."she smiled as she took his facial expression. "Then, i got injured and the next thing I know, I was in this hotel. I stayed for a while then left. But the next thing I know, there was no war in sight." she smiled sadly. She didn't know why but she felt comfortable with him. The stuttering annoyed her, but she felt like she could be herself with him. "I might be boring you. Sorry."

"Thats what a satyr said." she smiled. "What do you keep in stuttering Damion? Are you cold or something?" she frowned. It wasn't cold to her but he still stuttered.

"okay." Zin smiled. She never heard of stuttering problems. But maybe there ewas a reason why he does. She sighed and looked out her window again, deep in thought.