by cryptids. » Mon Apr 04, 2011 12:15 pm
"Right." Acanthus nodded before he looked at the blind son of Vulcan. He exhaled quietly and walked over to Dresyn and the boat. "Alright, I'm ready." He said more to himself.
Sam gulped in fresh air from the camp like it might be the last time she ever got to enjoy it. She let out a shaky breath and walked over to the boat. She looked at everyone, who was gathering at the boat.
Adrian growled to himself and pulled the blanket off his head. He got up and stumbled over to the door. He opened it with a hiss. "What?!" He asked agitatedly. He had thick heavy purple bags under his eyes, his hair was askew, his wings were ruffled, and he wore only a pair of black silk pajama bottoms. He bare flesh was littered with old battle worn scars, fresh bruises, red blotches of skin, and still bloodied smudges. He literally look like he was dragged through Hades and then tossed into a pot of boiling oil.
Kimon sighed and watched as Chloe ran off. "Bye!" He called sleepily before his head limply hung at his shoulders. He had already fallen asleep by the time the words left his mouth.