Camp Half-Blood I New RP I Accepting

[A. Ham]

Cael:
I kept my hand over the wound, under hears. I could feel the blood oozing between my fingers, and that was never a fun thing. "Please, stop saying you're sorry. There is nothing to be sorry about." I said, turning my head to look at her as we walked.

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IRIS
"Justin, I threw a knife at you!" I squeaked, which was louder for me but softer than a regular person talking. I sobbed as I trudged to the infirmary, mentally exhausted and sorry. I made him sit on a bed, watching a couple campers working on him as I slipped away from him to clean the blood off of me. I shivered, thinking that it was Justin's.

[A. Ham]

Justin:
"It was a reflex. You meant no harm to me, it was a mistake." He said as he sat down. He watched quietly as they worked on him. It always amazed him that the Apollo kids were so good at medicine. It was their trade, though. Like mine was stealing things and practical jokes. After a few minutes, I noticed that Iris had disappeared. I shrugged it off.

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IRIS
I returned next to his bed, around my eyes still slightly red and some splotches of blood on my clothes. I shook very slightly, horrified to death if the knife had been a little to the center, and.... I started to hysterically cry again, putting my head in my hands as I forced myself not to look up into his painful eyes. I would probably see my own father instead, burning into a pile of ash. At least I wouldn't see his cold, lifeless body lying there...

[A. Ham]

Cael:
I smiled gently when I saw her come back. As she began to cry, I wrapped my free arm around her, pulling her closer to me. "Don't cry. There's nothing to cry about." He said, rubbing her back. "Just stop crying. That's the only thing that's wrong." I said, trying to calm her down. "Whatcha do to this one?" The kid that was working on me asked. "Nothing, for once." I said.

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IRIS
I knew I couldn't stop, and him wrapping his arm around me called for a sign of friendship, so I curled up against his side. For once I wanted the comfort and warmness of a human being instead of a damp cave and wooden guitar. "I stabbed him," I whispered, still grieving because of Justin's injury.

[A. Ham]

Cael:
"Completely by accident. I startled her a little bit when she was in the woods." I said, sighing. "You know how hard it is to get a clear shot on this guy? He's probably the worst prankster, but knows how to avoid things like he's invisible." The guys said, chuckling a little bit.

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IRIS
That probably made me feel even worse. I closed my brown eyes, my face pressing against the side of his body. I whimpered softly, not even caring if he hated me right now. I wouldn't blame him a bit.

[A. Ham]

Cael:
"Not the time to say that." I said, looking at him. He just nodded, finishing up what he needed to do. Once he did, I painfully moved my arm to wrap it around her. "It's okay. You didn't mean anything. You were just protecting yourself." I said as I tried to calm her down.

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IRIS
"You heard me sing," I whispered, untangling myself from him and standing up. "N-Nobody has ever heard me sing and I don't want anybody to hear me sing. Why were you walking through the woods? In the years since I've been here nobody has even came close to finding that cave." Hurt was in my brown eyes as I frowned at him. I still felt extremely guilty, and continued crying.