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[color=goldenrod][b]Location[/b][/color] // Infirmary — Camp Half-Blood
[color=goldenrod][b]Interactions[/b][/color] // Zane, Octavia, Kalinda [@Theyra] [@Vicier] [@MarshiestMallow]
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Vivian still felt like every ounce of her physical strength was sapped out of her body, but as a boy -- a rather cute boy, if she was being honest -- took a seat in a chair beside the bed she was laying in, she stopped focusing on how badly her head hurt. Truth be told, whenever Vivian saw a cute anybody, it was like everything else became less of a priority. Such as being in a bed in the infirmary.

[color=green]"Hey, I saw you get brought in, and I wanted to know if you were okay. I may not be a child of Apollo, but I can heal whatever caused you to be brought here."[/color]

It took her a few delayed moments, all of which were spent absentmindedly blinking at him. God how his jawline could split her in half and she would thank him for it. Wait. No, that wasn't possible, was it? Vivian sat on that thought for another moment and then shook her head. [color=goldenrod]"Sorry, what did you say again?"[/color] She asked him. And as soon as she did, she heard more voices and they just made her noggin feel like a ton of bricks.

[color=firebrick]"Don't be sorry, pretty sure Dad's had his ass kicked a few times. We get hurt just like everyone else, Viv."[/color]

Vivian's attention went from the boy who would probably bless her dreams for the next few nights to her sister, Kalinda. [color=goldenrod]"Kaliii!"[/color] Vivian's go-to habit of impulsively screaming would be the death of her. And today, maybe it would be literal. 

[color=firebrick]"What happened?"[/color]

[color=goldenrod]"It's embarrassing,"[/color] Vivian admitted in a low tone. She looked at Defined Jawline Man™ and then to her half-sister. [color=goldenrod]"It was my visions again. I was literally about to join everyone else at the tower and the next thing I know, I'm face-first in the dirt and waking up in this bed."[/color] The blonde met her sister's gaze with her usual pout.

[color=firebrick]"I've got her Zane--"[/color]

[i]That's[/i] his name. Had Vivian not been suffering from the worst headache [s]and not been totally captivated by his clearly God-given jawline[/s], maybe Vivian would remember she had run into him a few times since coming to Camp Half-Blood. But then again, maybe not. All she knew is he was cute. 
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