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[sub][color=gray]Lake | Camp-Halfblood[/color][/sub]
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Valeria was even more confused now. Why was he apologizing for again? And if it wasn't her fault why was he acting this way? She wanted to ask, to be direct but Talon looked like he wouldn't answer any of her questions. He wouldn't even take her potion. A bit defleated that Talon hadn't accepted her vial, she lowered her hands and peeked up at him. 

[color=b45a5c]"You don't have to apologize to me,"[/color] She smiled, offering the vial again. [color=b45a5c]"You're pretty cool."[/color] Like the few seconds before he hadn't taken it. She really wanted him to have it. If Talon wasn't telling her the truth about being hurt somewhere else she at least wanted him to the potion for later on. 

[color=b45a5c]"Take it, if you don't want to drink it right now you can save it for later! It doesn't go bad so you don't have to worry about it."[/color] Valeria wiggled the potion in front of him like a piece of meat. [color=b45a5c]"It's freee~! I usually charge ten drachmae for these babies!"[/color] She continued to wiggle the vial in front of his face. 
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Kyrin watched Erin leave. He took a step forward towards her direction before he stopped himself. No, she needed time. she had been swarmed by people the second she recieved the prophecy and hadn't had time to think everything through. Still, he wanted to go after her comfort her. He was about to turn back when he felt the warm hand of Elia's around his wrist. Kyrin flinched at the touch but didn't say anything when he realized who it was. The hand felt foreign to him there. He wanted to pull back so badly and run away from this place. He pushed it down. Down and into a little corner.

Then he was being pulled out from the group and out the cabin. He didn't even have time to react before he found himself under the cool shade of the trees. Kyrin glared at Elias as he finally snatched his wrist back from Elias's hand. He rubbed the skin there as if Elias had burned his wrist. 

[color=54626f]"You're right; you shouldn't have."[/color] Kyrin continued to glare at the son of Ares in front of him. Why did Elias have to act like he knew everything? He was always trying to act like he was the smartest guy around. Talking like he had to be the rational one. [color=54626f]"Just leave me alone. You're always acting so high and mighty around everyone. Treating me like I'm a fucking kid I-I... I..."[/color] 

His voice cracked. Kyrin's hands were shaking now. He reached into his pocket and fished out the packet of cigarettes. [i]He could feel the heavy hands over him. Calloused fingers around his throat[/i]. His trembling fingers pulled out one of the nicotine filled sticks and placed it between his lips.[i] The burning sensation on his wet cheeks[/i]. Kyrin ignored Elias all the while, not caring what the other one thought of him as he desperately lit the cigarette.

The nicotine worked through his body slowly, he could feel his lungs fill with it and seeping into him. His hands continued to tremble even as he turned his back to Elias and began to walk further into the trees to put as much distance between himself and Elias. Kyrin couldn't let people see him like this. 
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