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[center][h1][color=firebrick]Kalinda[/color][/h1]

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[b]Location:[/b] Infirmary-Camp Half-Blood - Long Island Sound; New York.
[sup][b]Interacting With:[/b]Vivian, [@metanoia][/sup][/center]
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Kalinda, with relief, waited for Vivian to relax somewhat before she did a thorough delve, searching for any injury. She wasn't about to play around with the way the day had been going so far, so Kalinda was as thorough as she could be. Relaxing after a few moments, Kalinda let out a soft breath. She hadn't expected to suddenly have a sister, or any other family. She still wasn't even sure how Vivian had managed to worm her way through her defenses. 

Well, yes, she did. Kalinda's choices the last few years hadn't been easy ones, and whether she knew it or not, Vivian had made some of the darkness go away. Kalinda didn't want to lose her. [color=firebrick]"It's alright. We can figure it out later, at least you are okay."[/color] she said, before sighing as she asked what had happened. How to explain? Kalinda still wasn't sure just what kind of shit the Gods were pulling. 

She shifted, moving a little closer to Vivian- and pushing the cup of water on her- she thought for a moment how best to respond to that question. [color=firebrick]"Wine-"[/color] She stopped, closed her eyes a moment before she corrected herself. It wasn't Dionysus or Chiron's fault what had happened. [color=firebrick]"The slut lost her dove. Bitch blamed Erin."[/color] She said, a little surprised at the anger that washed over her at that. It wasn't fair what had been done to Erin. Wasn't fair what was happening at all, and Kalinda... there were some wounds that couldn't be healed. 

Sighing, Kalinda started again [color=firebrick]"Aphrodite said that her dove was stolen, and that it was Erin who did it. It's fucking bullshit. BUt she has seven days to clear her name- if she doesn't, Ares will kill her. If that happens... I don't think anyone in camp will just sit by and let it happen. It's fucked up, Viv. Whatever happens... we need to be ready to help everyone we can."[/color] 



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[center][h1][sub][i][color=red]Talon[/color][/i][/sub][/h1]
—   [b]۵[/b]    [b]۞[/b]    [b]۵[/b]   —

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[b]Location:[/b] Lake, Camp Half-Blood - Long Island Sound; New York.
[sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] Valeria, [@Rodiak][/sup][/center]
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Talon just couldn't understand what she was doing, why she was doing it. Why did she care? Why was she trying? Could she see he wasn't something that could be healed, that he was broken and couldn't be fixed? Why was she trying so desperately to help him? He stared at her, unable to comprehend her. She didn't want to hurt him- he could see that much. She was so insistent.... 

Talon sighed softly, struggling to think, struggling to work anything out. He looked away, unable to watch her any longer, his heart thumping hard as he stared over the lake. She wasn't going to stop, wasn't going to listen to what he had said- but she was doing it because she [i]was[/i] concerned about him and if he had any injuries... she was instant, and trying... It wasn't her fault she didn't know... 

Talon let his hands curl into fists once more, every instinct willing him to run, to flee, before she could hurt him, like everyone else. Every instinct but one. Talon could feel his muscles ready to run, and it took every ounce of strength he had to not do so, as he looked back to Valeria. He reached out carefully, to gently take the vial she had offered him so insistently. [color=red]"I've had worse then being tossed off the tower... but if it will put your mind at ease... "[/color] He was sure she'd notice old injuries, that that would just lead to awkward questions. 

It was what it was. He couldn't repay her kindness with... with anger, or offense. He had to be better... he just had to be. [color=red]"You can do whatever it was you wanted to... "[/color]