Post by Tinou on Jan 8, 2014 13:48:51 GMT -5
I never slept. Literally never. Why did this centaur, Chiron, put me in this Cabin. Why have a bed ? I don’t want to sleep because I can’t. But I had to have a place to store my stuff. I had not been claimed so the Hermes cabin was now my home.
I walked in the cabin, hands in pockets like it usually is. I thought Hermes’ kids were scared of nothing but my mask made their jaws drop and some even looked away. I wasn’t that scary was I ? I looked around, it was very messy : clothes were scattered on the floor, swords and daggers were planted in the wooden floor. My eyes spotted the only demigod that dared look at me . I made my way to him and exclaimed in Ancient Greek “Hey, I’m Zack. I was told I’d have a place in this cabin”
He started thinking for a while then suddenly he pointed to an empty bed with a wardrobe. After that he quickly went back to his activity. I threw my bag on my bed and started placing the clothes I had been given in the wardrobe. Suddenly, I felt the bandages on my mask slowly start to get soaked in blood. I moved my hand behind my back to unsheathe my machete. I planted in the cloth over the mattress and started cutting small pieces of it. After all this cabin wasn’t too bad.
I walked in the cabin, hands in pockets like it usually is. I thought Hermes’ kids were scared of nothing but my mask made their jaws drop and some even looked away. I wasn’t that scary was I ? I looked around, it was very messy : clothes were scattered on the floor, swords and daggers were planted in the wooden floor. My eyes spotted the only demigod that dared look at me . I made my way to him and exclaimed in Ancient Greek “Hey, I’m Zack. I was told I’d have a place in this cabin”
He started thinking for a while then suddenly he pointed to an empty bed with a wardrobe. After that he quickly went back to his activity. I threw my bag on my bed and started placing the clothes I had been given in the wardrobe. Suddenly, I felt the bandages on my mask slowly start to get soaked in blood. I moved my hand behind my back to unsheathe my machete. I planted in the cloth over the mattress and started cutting small pieces of it. After all this cabin wasn’t too bad.
