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[color=#6CBDE8][sup][b]Location:[/b] Hades Cabin - Camp Half-Blood; New York.[/sup]
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[color=Silver][color=#918ABB]"Mmm... well, it was either that, or your lightsaber."[/color]

The soft chuckle falling through her lips so naturally; Erin didn't even need to so much as turn around to know who was in her room. It really didn't surprise her in the least, his little visit. No. What did surprise her, however, was just how long it had taken him to get there. The gossip wheel of camp must have been churning real slow; perhaps both Alina and Katherine were still in bed... or high... that would explain their lack of attentiveness to spread whatever news floated through their ears and into those little heads of theirs. But even she had to admit that at least ninety-seven percent of the time, the pair [i]were[/i] accurate.

Gaze lifting away from the suture kit she'd been given as a gift back in middle school- something she hadn't used in years, and hoped she never needed to again; she rolled it back up. And only after clipping it shut did she slip it into her bag. Her arms falling back to rest down by her sides as finally, she turned to face the man that had come to see her. Her dark eyes the lifting up his figure until, after what felt like an eternity, she met them with his own. Ezra. Almost immediately she felt her body relaxing. Tension seemed to just leave her whenever he was there- it was strange. The connection that had built up between them so quickly and from their very first meeting; it was natural. Easy. It was comfortable; and even that very day two years prier, she'd already felt like she'd already known him for years.

[color=#918ABB]"..you know, the one you liberated from the set of [i]'Rise of Skywalker'[/i]... at least this way, I thought I might just get away with it."[/color] A soft smile dancing across her dark lips, Erin's hands made their way into the pocket of the hoodie she wore. Her shoulders giving a light shrug.

The girl's words made the smirk on his face spread further across his features, snorting lightly at her reply. Part of him couldn't help but be just a tiny bit proud that she actually had paid attention and remembered which movie he'd taken his prop from. Of course Adam had first dibs and had taken his Kylo Ren saber, leaving Ezra to take the blue saber that was supposed to have been Anakin's from the prequels. It wasn't the original saber, as Christensen had taken it after his role as Anakin in the prequels, but it was still his favorite of the two props he took home from the set.

[color=#6CBDE8]"Yeah, yeah. I know the one. I mean, I don't know. Honestly, Chase, I think you'd have had better luck trying to take the saber."[/color] [i]At least he wouldn't have wanted to kill her for it.[/i] He knew this wasn't her fault and she definitely wasn't the thief, but unfortunately it had to be her, and now it was fell on her to try and retrieve the damned thing.

Ezra pushed forward, closing some of the distance between them before stopping in his tracks just a few steps away from her, tilting his head at her as he shoved his hands into the front pockets of his jeans.

[color=#6CBDE8]"I wish this didn't have to fall on you, Er. I'm so sorry."[/color] Ezra's gaze averted to the floor a moment before pulling back up to hold her's again. [color=#6CBDE8]"Is there anything I can do for you? Any way I can help you?"[/color]

[color=#918ABB]"..we both knew this day was going to come sooner or later..."[/color] Her soft voice cutting over his, Erin's lips turned up in a small though gentle smile. She could see it, the hesitation behind his actions. Despite his best efforts, it was just something that he couldn't hide from her; even after two years of having known one another. Gaze holding him a few moments longer, she let it fall. Her dark eyes drifting away and over her room before eventually, they drew back across to meet with his own once more, [color=#918ABB]"..you've seen my scales... it's just... my luck..."[/color]

Not knowing what to say to that, Ezra pulled one of his hands from his pants pockets and offered it out to the daughter of Hades. Of course he'd seen her scales, and knew just how bad her luck was. It still wasn't something he enjoyed witnessing. The son of Deimos knew at least he could be helpful in taking some of her fears away for the time being, all she had to do was take his hand. She knew what to do, it wasn't the first time he'd done it for her. The young man offered her a soft half-smile with his extended hand.

Her dark gaze holding to his own; there was no hesitation aside from the shared look between them as Erin took a step closer. Then another, and another; and before all too long, she'd reached out towards him. Her touch feather light at first, almost tickling at his palm, she eventually twisted her hand in his. Lacing their fingers together in a tight seal, and almost immediately, she felt a weight, however small it might have been, lifting from her shoulders. Her fear towards what she was needing to do shrinking.

[color=#918ABB]"..thank you..."[/color]

Ezra nodded solemnly, gently pulling her by the hand into his arms, wrapping her up in a gentle embrace. The son of Deimos chewed on the inside of his cheek as he was deep in thought. If he could go, he would. He knew just how deep rooted her fear was. He'd felt it first hand on several occasions over the last two years the two had known each other. He sighed softly, readjusting his arms to hold onto her a little tighter. Letting a few moments of comfortable silence pass, Ezra finally spoke up.

[color=#6CBDE8]"I can't go with you, but I can at least get you to the other side. After that, you'll be on your own with the boys. I know it's hard, but they're there for you. Try to lean on them, even if a little. Dont be your typical stubborn self and try holding everything on your shoulders, Er. [i]Trust your friends[/i]."[/color]

The longer she stayed in the circle of his arms; Erin felt her fear melt further and further away. And with it, the small amount of confidence she almost forgotten about began to draw back to the surface, causing her to curl her body closer into his own. Hands sliding around his body; her fingers curled over the back of his top. Only helping to pull herself even closer against him. A gentle blush rising in her cheeks, although... it wasn't exactly anything new. Especially when it came to Ezra. Despite the fact that she was more than happily in a relationship - not that anyone outside of one or two people knew - he was always able to make her feel more than comfortable around him.

Even with the constant back and forth teasing...

[color=#918ABB]"..you know that's easier said than done."[/color] Staying where she was, savoring the hug for just a few moments longer, head resting against his collar bone; it was a few moments later that she was lifting her gaze up to try and meet with his. Her grip relaxing slightly around him, [color=#918ABB]"Out of the five that are going with me; I trust four of them completely. The fifth is a wildcard who I'm still not sure whether or not I regret asking to come along. But... [i]I'll try[/i]. I promise..."[/color]

[color=#6CBDE8]"You gotta believe in him to some extent if you asked him along with you."[/color] Feeling the girl in his arms shift, Ezra brought his gaze down to meet hers, searching her dark eyes a moment. [color=#6CBDE8]"At the risk of sounding like I'm quoting Qui-Gon... [i]trust your instincts[/i]. Your friends aren't the only ones you're going to need to trust, in this. Put your faith in yourself. You're stronger than you realize, Erin."[/color]

Ezra flashed her a small reassuring grin before gently letting her go, tilting his head slightly. [color=#6CBDE8]"You just about ready to head off, then?"[/color]

[color=#918ABB]"Heh... yes, Master."[/color]

Refraining from rolling her eyes; she did, however, smirk lightly. A soft glint playing behind her dark gaze as she stared up at him. The lingering effects of him reducing her fears still helping to keep her mind clear even as she dropped her arms back to her sides. Her head turning as she spared a glance over at her bag resting on the bed in front of the three large canines- her cat, however, was no where to be seen. Motioning over to it first, she stepped back over to it. Her attention on him as she closed it up, [color=#918ABB]"And yeah, I'm pretty much ready. I have almost everything I need; just missing one thing, and she's over by the side of my dresser..."[/color]

Ezra chuckled lightly, looking over towards the bed where the three hounds were lain. He'd seen them when he first came into the room but had practically forgotten all about them with how quiet they'd been during his and Erin's exchange. A small smile spread across the young man's face as he approached the bed, reaching a hand out to let Onyx and the hellhounds sniff at him before greeting them with neck and ear scratches.

[color=#6CBDE8]"Hello boys,"[/color] he mumbled to the canines, pulling his hands back as he brought his attention back to Erin. [i]She[/i]. He could only assume she was talking about one specific thing. A slight smirk came to him then, placing a hand on her shoulder as he stepped around her to pass by and wander over to her dresser, reaching over to the side of it to grab up her weapon. The one she so lovingly - and in such a nerdy fashion - named 'Ventress' after Dooku's apprentice in Clone Wars. Walking back over to the daughter of Hades, holding it out to her.

[color=#6CBDE8]"I still find it hilarious how you swear up and down that you're not an obsessed nerd, yet I'm wielding the proof that that logic is [i]extremely[/i] flawed."[/color] Ezra chuckled softly, smirk-smiling teasingly at his friend.

A light scoff passing through the seam of her lips; Erin eventually drew her gaze back across to him. Her dark eyes lifting back up to meet with his own, and immediately she was hit with that all too familiar smug grin on his face. The very one he seemed to give her more than any other person in camp. It was annoying as all hell, and at times she wanted nothing more than to be able to wipe it clean off his face, but... it was just him. And that expression, unfortunately and despite her better nature, had grown on her over the last couple of years.

[color=#918ABB]"..obsession is such a strong word..."[/color] Reaching out towards him, her hand closed around the weapon; though she made no move to remove it from his grip. Instead merely holding onto it like he himself was, [color=#918ABB]"I prefer to think of it as... an intense interest."[/color]

Ezra's gaze slipped down to her hand holding her weapon that he'd been holding out to her a moment before returning back up to her dark eyes, holding contact on them and the weapon a few seconds longer before breaking away. He had to remain mindful of certain boundaries. The young man cleared his throat and stepped back over to the hounds to pet them again. Choosing to change the subject completely, though teasing Erin about her [b]intense interest[/b] [i]was[/i] one of his favorite pastimes.

[color=#6CBDE8]"So, when's the last time you went to Rome?"[/color]

The last time she'd gone to Rome...

[color=#918ABB]"Oof... I think I was twelve."[/color] Attention trailing away from him, her eyes narrowing, though at the thought; Erin lowered her double nagimara down to her side. The memories of her last trip, though a little feint, flooding back into her mind. And she took a few moments to simply linger on them as she picked her bag up from her bed. Slipping it on over a single shoulder for the moment- damn it was weightier than she thought it would be... but then... she was taking quite a few things on the trip with them...

[color=#918ABB]"It was a family reunion- bisnonna's birthday. So everyone flew in. While we were sightseeing our cousin who lives there tried to set Dani up with a friend of his, and then when that failed, he tried to push me into the trevi fountain for laughing at him. Looking back now... I saw a few odd things on that trip..."[/color] Adjusting the strap first, then running the fingers of her free hand back through her long dark locks, she crossed over to her dresser. A light frown making its way onto her features as she leant forward. Her head drawing to a light tilt as she peered in through the glass tank at the beautiful Mexican red-knee tarantula held within it, [color=#918ABB]"..by the way... do you think you can look after my hell-babies while I'm gone..? I asked Damien already; but you know him. He'll probably forget."[/color]

Pausing a moment, her head turning, Erin once again looked over at him, [color=#918ABB]"..and Salem and Silas too, of course."[/color]

Ezra chuckled, trying to imagine someone setting her cousin up with someone. She didn't seem like the type that was into having a match being made for her. Miss fiercely independent. [color=#6CBDE8]"I bet she sucker-punched him for trying, hah."[/color] The son of Deimos' hand extended out, manipulating the darkness of his own arm's shadow cast over the bed to form up a cat-sized nightmare, watching it dance around the three hounds lain across the mattress. The trick was old, however, and the hounds just laid there watching it carefully. None of them chased it anymore the way they used to the first few times he tried it on them. 

It wasn't until Erin spoke again that Ezra's attention was pulled away from the animals, his eyes turning to meet hers.  Ezra chewed on the inside of his lower lip lightly and rubbed at his chin as if deep in thought, playing as if he actually had to think on whether or not he'd watch her furballs and arachnid for her. Shrugging with a heavy sigh, the young man looked back at her once more. [color=#6CBDE8]"I mean, [i]I guess so[/i],"[/color] he chuckled softly. [color=#6CBDE8]"Heimdall won't exactly be pleased, about [i]any[/i] of it, but he'll get over it. It's only a week. And, who knows, you guys could be back before then if things happen to turn in your favor."[/color]

[color=#918ABB]"Unless I don't come back..."[/color] Head turning as she spoke, Erin let her gaze flick across to where he was stood. A small, playful smirk dancing over her dark lips, [color=#918ABB]"..then you're stuck with my babies forever."[/color]

Ezra rolled his eyes at her comment, moving away from the hounds and past Erin to her open bedroom door, stepping across the threshold before turning back to look at Erin. [color=#6CBDE8]"I mean, I know Tyler will at least be happy he doesn't have to take Salem,"[/color] he chuckled at that, a moment or two passing before he gave Erin a [i]look[/i]. [color=#6CBDE8]"Stop talking like you're not coming back. If all else fails, I know two things that ensure you're coming back. Or, people, rather."[/color] 

Extending one hand out towards the open hallway, the other held out towards her, Ezra smiled softly at her. [color=#6CBDE8]"Now, come on. Gotta get you on your way. Can't be late to your own party."[/color]

There was no hesitation- there never was. Reaching her free hand out, placing it gently in his, Erin stepped towards him. And as more of her fear began to melt away to nothing, she entwined their fingers together; helping to keep the seal between them. Even as she motioned for him to take the lead. A soft chuckle passing through her lips, his words only helped her small smirk to grow.

[color=#918ABB]"..a party for me..? Oh, I just can't wait."[/color]
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