[i]The Woods...[/i] [color=fdc68a]"I-I don't like girls,"[/color] Lorna stammered, her face turning bright red. [color=fdc68a]"Not that there's anything wrong with that, of course! It's totally cool and everything it's just... I don't think that's me?"[/color] Her heart was pounding furiously and Lorna wondered what was wrong with herself. Why was she losing her cool now? Why was she unable to stop her heart from skipping a beat whenever Fable glanced back at her? Why did the temperature feel like it was skyrocketing, as if the woods had turned to lava? [color=fdc68a]"Oh yeah, the Stolls are fun,"[/color] Lorna agreed. [color=fdc68a]"They'd totally both date you, honestly. Everyone seems to be really into my brothers these days,"[/color] she added, attempting a slight joke. [color=fdc68a]"Oh yeah? You would? I mean of course you would, sorry I don't know why I asked that, that was very dumb and... Oh look, is that something moving in the bushes over there?"[/color] Lorna said, tearing her gaze away from Fable - she had been noticing too much how the light filtering through the trees was hitting her blonde locks - as she headed in a new direction with her sword. There was a smaller monster in the next clearing and Lorna swung her sword, slicing it neatly in half. Monster dust fell in a neat pile on the ground. [i]The Lake...[/i] Nadja tilted her head, studying Kitty's face for a moment. While some at camp felt that Athena's children could lack emotional intelligence, Nadja never felt that that was the case. Athena's children were highly perceptive, after all - as long as they bothered to deem something worthy of their time. [color=silver]"Hmm. You like to crush on obtainable men - I'm guessing they tend to be rather [i]safe[/i] as well - ones where you know they'd never hurt you?"[/color] Nadja posed. She hadn't known Kitty very long, but she was building something of a psychological profile. It helped, though, because Nadja had done something similar - once upon a time. She used to pick safe, nice boys who she knew would never be interested in pursuing a relationship with her. She'd put their names in hearts in her notebook and convince herself that she was crushing on them. It had been something of a defense mechanism, a way for her to avoid the question of her own sexuality, by picking someone she knew would never pick her. [color=silver]"I used to do that, too. I was scared of being vulnerable with someone - terrified, really."[/color]