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Eli: One second. A minute. Ten minutes. An hour. Elijah didn't know how long he had been staring at the lake's still surface, but it had been for some while as the sun was beginning to set. The hallucinations had started up again sometime earlier so he had escaped from his cabin and headed down to the lake to deal with them. The voices still haunted him but he sat still and watched the water for it was all he could do.

Sylvio:  Sylvio had been gone from camp for some time having gone to a foreign nation with his mother on assignment. A monstrous soul of a man had escaped the clutches of death more than a few times and he needed to be found and delivered to Thanatos and Hades. It had been a tough road finding the man and Sylvio had been hurt in more ways than one. He had ghosted around camp all day seeing the newest demigods all bubbly and happy to have found a home but the haunted look in his eyes did not reflect the excitement in theirs. He now ghosted through the woods towards the lake a somber expression on his face his coat creating swirling shadows around his body.

Eli: He felt the coolness of the shadows as Sylvio neared and tensed as footsteps followed soon after. The night would soon soar in like a bird snatching prey, why would anyone be heading down to the lake now? He feared to turn his head and lock eyes with whoever was stalking down to the lake so he continued to stare hard at the still water. A chilly breeze flew in, causing him to shiver. He did not wish for the scarf that he should've brought and simply accepted the cold. There were people out there that had been through worse.

Sylvio:  Standing at the waters edge opposite that of Eli Sylvio's pale complection in the moonlight gave him an almost ghost like appearance. If only he were a ghost. Where once his face had been unblemished a faded scar now rest across one of his cheeks. If he ever took off his coat anyone would be able to see the clear scars on his arms that he had earned on his last mission. His mother had patched him up best she could with ambrosia and mortal medicine but there would always be a reminder of his folly when he was captured by the monstrous man. Taking a deep breath of the cool crisp air Sylvio shivered lightly despite his coat. His scars burned lightly as they had still not fully healed. He looked across the water to see another solitary soul crouched by the edge of the water. He could not make them out from his position but he knew if they were out here this late then they were in his same position of loneliness but needing to be alone all the same.

Eli: For a split second he allowed his eyes to wander, catching a glimpse of Sylvio in misery before the voices attacked once again and he frantically looked around for something to grip to calm himself. He was cursed to remain with the endless reminders of his sins and did not fight it, but for the stranger's safety, he needed to control it, just once. He mumbled something to himself, gibberish perhaps, maybe something in Mandarin. What an odd time for his phobia of water to act up and for a second and a half he watched himself drown before his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he shut his eyelids, clutching his head and shaking it like a maniac. Something was tugging on his ankle, something was trying to kill him. Kill it, a voice chanted. He didn't have anything to stab it with. Kill it, the voice demanded again. The imaginary something tugged harder and he slipped into the water. It didn't occur to him that he was sinking until his lungs began to cry for air but the water burned his eyes and he couldn't see which way was up or down or left or right. Kill it. There's nothing to kill, he complained. ''Kill it! ''In his head, he cursed in Mandarin, as oxygen fled his body in a pursuit of the surface.

Sylvio : He watched the person slowly enter the water as if in a dream but then when they didnt surface after a moment, much too long for anyone who wasnt a child of a sea god, he knew something was up. He moved swiftly around the edge of the water closer to where the stranger sllipped in. He knew it would be no good to try and swim with his coat on so after letting it crumple to the ground he slipped into the chilly water his eyes slowly adjusting to the gloom until he saw the form of the person slowly sinking seemingly trying to kill something that simply did not exist. He moved swiftly through the water and tried to grab hold of the drowning person from behind using their shit collar as his point of grip and started swimming up trying to drag him to the surface.

Eli: His first instinct was to attempt to rip himself from the stranger's grip, but his strength was failing him, fading from the lack of oxygen reaching the rest of his arms. He kicked and flailed but eventually, he went limp, unable to fight against the other anymore. There was a chorus of hisses, cursing him and Mandarin and calling him a coward as his eyelids slipped shut. For a second he was convinced the voices had finally won and have had their vengeance until he realized he wasn't quite dead yet.

Sylvio:  He was glad when the person slipped into unconsciousness as they had punched him right in the side knocking what little oxygen he had out of him. Swimming slowly to the surface he broke free taking gasping breaths before dragging the body to the shore. Kneeling there for the first time he realized it was Eli lying before him. Growling slightly he moved closer and began CPR and mouth to mouth on the slight framed boy hoping he wouldnt break any of his bones with how hard he was pressing to try and get the water free of his lungs. He cursed the idiot for going in the water, cursed himself for not acting sooner, cursed his inability to move water like a demigod of the sea could, and just generally cursed as he struggled to bring him back from the brink.

Eli: He wasn't dead, yet. Which meant darkness did not have him fully within its grasp. Reality did not call for him even when Sylvio began to perform CPR. The water seemed content in his lungs, depriving him of air until something in him jump-started his survival instincts and in seconds he was coughing up water, fighting to open his eyes. Eli, coughing and sputtering attempted to sit up but could barely move his arms.

Sylvio:  He spoke softly to Eli. "Lean over to your side and cough out the water before sitting up. If you dont get it all out you risk dry drowning." He helped him lean over and rubbed his back patting it slightly trying to get as much of the water out as possible. "There you go. Nice and easy." He had to take several deep breaths of his own from all the oxygen he had been deprived of during his rescue mission.

Eli: He did as he was told, rolling over on his side and coughing out the rest of the water. He felt like a groggy mess, and he wouldn't be surprised if he caught pneumonia in the next twenty-four hours. It hadn't registered within his mind that Sylvio was the one next to him, barely able to concentrate on the ground which seemed to be spinning. "I feel sick," he mumbled, slumping on the ground again.

Sylvio:  "Too be expected. That water is not safe for drinking let alone inhaling. Plus you are soaked through. Stay here." He got up and returned a few seconds later casting his coat around the shoulders of Eli. "Its dry and warm. We should get you to the Apollo cabin though they wont be pleased to be woken this late in the evening." He shook his head his own body shaking slightly in the chilly weather.

Eli: The smell of freshly cut grass overwhelmed as the jacket was wrapped around him. A flood of warmth caused a sigh to escape him and he relaxed a little, subconsciously pulling himself closer to Sylvio. "H-Hey..." he mumbled. "Thank you..."

Sylvio:  Sylvio tensed up as Eli put himself closer to him. He took a deep breath to calm his nerves. "You were drowning it was instinct nothing special." He subconsciously pushed slightly on Eli to put distant between himself and the other male. He had been doing so good about his discomfort around guys but since those two days in Taiwan with that sadist he was too scarred to be this close right now.

Eli: He didn't think much of it as he barely noticed what had been done, instead he turned his head to look at Sylvio. He stared for half a minute before the resemblance clicked and he realized he was half leaning on Sylvio Paltara. His first instinct was to jump away but instead, he sleepily acknowledged the boy, threatening to topple over again.

Sylvio:  He could tell that Eli was going in to a sort of fugue state shock as his adrenaline finally wore off. He looked down at the boy with a war going on in his mind. Slowly and carefully he stood and lifted the other male in his arms with one arm under his knees and the other supporting his back. He would need rest. Taking him back to Thanatos Cabin he lay him softly on the bed and took a seat in the small armchair that rest in one corner. He did not sleep rather shut down most of his senses except that of sight and sound as he watched the boy carefully in case he did start to dry drown.

Eli: Eli's head lolled as he was lifted into the air by the other male. His vision spun momentarily as a result and he let out a pained groan. On the bright side, his hallucinations seemed to be giving him a break, for now, so he wouldn't be burning anyone with plasma for awhile, or at least he hoped he wouldn't be. It took him a couple of seconds for his brain to properly comprehend that he was lying down on a bed now, and even then didn't respond until a minute later, causing Eli to spasm suddenly.

Sylvio:  He was on his feet and next to the bed in literally a second when he sensed Eli's movements. He watched him carefully his hand reaching out lightly resting in the air above his body. He was no healer but he was prepared to snatch this boy up and break down the doors to Apollo cabin if he took a turn for the worse.

Eli: He finally relaxed when it occurred to his head that there was no threat to beware of. His eyes ghost towards the ceiling as coughed again, turning over to face Sylvio. "I-I haven't seen you in..." he broke down in a coughing fit but continued to pursue the end of his sentence. "...w-weeks..."

Sylvio:  He took a deep steadying breath when he realized that he was okay. Sinking back into the shadows of his room he spoke softly, "I'm sorry I was in... Taiwan. We were hunting down a soul, me and my mother. It took... longer than expected." He sunk back into his chair consuming his entire corner in so many shadows that no one would be able to see into it without a strong flood light. He sat there tracing the many scars on his arms remembering and flinching slightly.

Eli: The words slipped past his mouth before he thought about them properly. "I wish y-you said something bef-forehand... I was worried sick." Half of the gibberish stemmed from delusions while the other half stemmed from genuine concern that had been manifesting over a period of time. "I-I sound delirious right now," he said, almost laughing. "Don't I?"

Sylvio:  He was shocked slightly by the words that came from Eli but he chose not to show it. "You are recovering from shock and adreanline delirium is not uncommon. As for why I didnt say anything before I left... I got the call in the middle of the night one night. We had to move quickly because he was... hurting people. Lots of people. He used knives... So many knives. I dont know how but we finally managed to find him and after that it took us another couple days to finally end him. I came close but... I didnt quite cut it. But he did." He traced another scar, the one that had finally broke him and made him beg for his father.

Eli: Eli watched him as he spoke, and though he could not see anything beyond the shadows which his brain refused to process, he sensed pain. Weakly he lifted his arm, reaching out to grab Sylvio's hand and squeeze it, yet he could not. However, he knew somewhere behind that calm and serene voice that there was pain, possibly an unbearable amount that one should not endure alone. He was a perfect example of what happens when one chooses to endure in a shroud of loneliness rather than be accompanied by close friends and family or a significant other. In terms of friendship, they barely knew each other, but he wanted to be a comforting force anyway.

Sylvio:  His hollow eyes watched Eli make a motion as if reaching out to him. He didnt mean to burden the already struggling boy with his problems and refused to do so. "You should rest Eli. You are out of the woods for dry drowning and you need to recover your energy. Your body will ache and be still for a while so you are welcome to stay in my bed. I'm going to go for a walk. I... need to be alone." He got up and his shadows followed him as the door opened and closed with a soft click. Once outside a few tears finally escaped Sylvio's eyes before he quickly shut down his emotions and ghosted out of the Thanatos Cabin but not venturing far for fear Eli's delirium would cause him to follow.

Eli: Stubborn, and not wanting to be left alone in general, Eli struggled to get up, practically falling off the bed. He groaned but stood up and leaned against the wall to steady his breathing and his blurring vision. He stumbled out the door and spend a number of minutes looking for the exit. Let back out into the crisp air, he stood in the doorway, simply staring straight ahead of him.

Sylvio:  Sylvio cursed Eli's lineage slightly when he saw the boy step out of the cabin. He had not made it very far into the night before he had decided upon a place to sit and meditate. The grass was beginning to dew around him signaling the oncoming dawn. How had his night of solitutude turned into babysitting a mentally unstable child? He growled his sadness giving way to anger. He stood up and strode forward until he would be visible to the other male. "I thought I told you to stay in bed!" He was shouting, why was he shouting? "All you had to do was follow that simple command and you failed even that!" He was so angry, none of it really stemmed from this conversation but his mind had been looking for an outlet and this poor soul had made it his target. "You are such a bothersome little child! Find your way back to your cabin." And with that he brushed my the child a chill following him as he slammed the Thanatos cabin door behind him.

Eli: The events didn't click until he realized he was suddenly outside alone, freezing cold. Widened from shock, his eyes narrowed into slits of irritation and he let the scenario where he drowned float along in his head, not bothering to dismiss it nor push back the thoughts invading his head. Bitterly, he hiked off, but not to his cabin. He entered the woods as the sky began to brighten and didn't stop walking until he had found the creek. He sat down, hugging one of his knees to his chest as he stared at the water, the echo of the end calling after him.

Sylvio:  Inside his room Sylvio began to regret how rude he had been to Eli. But part of him still resented the boy. He had come back to camp looking for a place with lots of areas he could dissappear to but that boy had been there. And not only that he nearly killed himself with his panic disorder. He needed to be in an institution not inside a summer camp. No one here was even capable of taking care of him. Sylvio tried but he could not justify the boys position inside of camp. He made a note to himself to talk with a councilor about it in the morning. Sitting cross legged on his bed he allowed the shadows to swirl in intricate patterns on his walls letting them calm his mind as he meditated. Sleep was not going to come easy this time with all the events of the night.

Eli:  His fingers ghosted over the surface of the creek water, the dangerous thought of something beyond this still lingering. His gray eyes became animated with a cheerful yet bittersweet tint, and a pool of plasma materialized in his hands. With his other, he rolled back the sleeve of his shirt and dipped his finger in the plasma in his other hand. He traced something on his arm, ignoring the pain of the plasma burning into his skin brought him. When he finished, a phrase in Mandarin was written on his forearm. He stared at it blankly, registering none of his nerves protesting. ''In solitude there is peace. In solitude, there is also insanity. '' How true this phrase was. The plasma dissolved and leaned forward to cool the burn against his skin with chilling creek water.

Sylvio:  As Sylvio meditated he began to sense the sun rising into the sky bringing dawn and the first noises of some of the earliest campers rising to begin the new day. None of the Thanatos kids were up yet so he was able to continue concentrating on his meditation. He was beginning to consider sleep but was not sure it would come as he could still feel bits and pieces of his body reacting to his adrenaline rush earlier in the night. He wondered, if only briefly, if Eli had ever actually returned to his cabin. He knew within himself that the child had not. He was slightly worried simply because if he died it would be Sylvio's fault. He made another note in his mind to send an Apollo child looking for him later just in case under the guise of checking his recovery from the near drowning. He opened his eyes slowly and looked around the room before shifting in his bed to lie down. He would only sleep for 4 hours and then go to hunt down a councilor and an Apollo child, at least thats what he told himself. He slipped his cell out of his pocket and set the alarm before lying back and closing his eyes. He did not think he would sleep but it was not long before he was sleeping soundly his breathing steady and even despite the nightmares he was trapped in of the days spent with his captor not 3 weeks prior to his return to camp.

Eli: Fatigue did not capture him until late in the morning where the birds chirped animatedly in trees all around. The burn on his arm continued to sting, but he regarded the pain dully, finding himself staring forward at the slowly forming piles of leaves on the opposite bank of the river. A sign that autumn was approaching. His legs ached and his sore body demanded that he find somewhere more comfortable to stay or at least stretch yet he ignored them. Although his mind was deluded, it understood the messages of his nerves and despite Eli's stubbornness, the world fell sideways as he tumbled to the side and became dark. Then sleep overcame him and he was brought into a dreamless void as his body attempted to mend and rejuvenate itself.

Sylvio:  Sometime around 10 AM Sylvio's alarm roused him from his sleep like state. Slowly rising in bed he ran a hand across his eyes to clear the last webs of the vestige dream he had been having. He got up and stiffled a yawn before quickly redressing in clean clothes and running his fingers through his hair. He had inteneded to do something when he awoke but it took him a couple minutes to remember his plan. Emerging from his room he greeted his half siblings before leaving the cabin with a poptart between his teeth making his way towards Apollo Cabin.

Eli: Eli's sleep was without dreams though frankly, he did not need any more frightening nightmares to keep him up, haunted throughout the day. He was not in the right mind state to be thankful however and continued to rest, his body curling up as the cold seeped through his clothing and into his bones. Unconsciously, he shivered. Millions of nerves complained as sticks and leaves poked him yet his body refused to awaken so he laid there, resting.

Sylvio:  After procuring an Apollo childs agreement to hunt down the young crazy boy Sylvio emerged into the now 11 AM bright sunlight. Blocking his eyes slightly he moved into the path headed towards the head house to find someone to talk to about whether or not Eli was really safe here or if he was a danger to himself and those around him.

Eli: At one PM, he awoke. He stifled a yawn as he sat up. He assessed the burn on his arm and studied it, the memory of creating burn itself blurry. He stomach growled calling for food but he didn't get up, just stared ahead of him for awhile. It eventually occurred to him monsters might show up so he stood. His sense of direction, though full of error, eventually led him out of the woods where he stopped at the edge to watch campers rise and bustle around the grounds.

Sylvio:  He emerged from the head house some hours later after talking through everything with one of the people inside. He was not pleased with the conversation considering they had told him despite all of his mental issues he was safer in camp because of all of the monsters outside of it. He stood there his whole body rigid with annoyance. He needed to let off some steam or he was going to implode and take a lot of campers with him. He moved towards the training field and got himself ready to destroy a large amount of mock opponents to try and unwind.

Eli: Eli began to wander aimlessly, his gray eyes focused on nothing as his conscious faded in and out of reality. He was by the Hermes cabin, no, the Climbing Wall, no, the lake, no the pavilion. He came upon the arena, stumbling over his feet like a drunk and sitting down on the ground, lying against the wall. He let out a groan, his head lolling but it was evident that he wouldn't be getting up for awhile.

Sylvo:  He was already well into his fighting when Eli may have entered the arena. He was angrily killing multiple monsters sometimes so many at once that he had to struggle to avoid falling under the crushing wave of them. But as several onlooking campers saw he sliced his way through so many his once black clothing was now glittering with all the false icor that had flown from them. He stood there chest heaving at the end of the last onslaught when someone noticed Eli lying there.

Meguma:  He saw a boy sitting against the wall a short distance away from where he stood under his black lace umbrella. He moved swiftly and stood next to the boy he didnt have to crouch much to be close enough to whisper in his soft voice trying to get him to come to.

Eli: On instinct, Eli raised his hand to shield his vision from the sun, but it was unnecessary with the shade from Meguma's umbrella blocking the rays. He tried to mutter some brief assurances but honestly didn't have the effort to respond with anything but a nod or a shake of his head. The rest of his surroundings absorbed no attention as he continued to comprehend Meguma's presence.

Meguma:  Meguma could tell the boy was in a state of pure delerium due to his inability to respond with any more than the occassional nod. He was not strong enough to carry the boy so he looked around. Spotting Sylvio he ran over and pulled on the other males sleeve before whispering, "I need your help. Theres a camper who seems to have lose his cognitive functions do to a mixture of delirium and possible dehydration."

Sylvio: He looked down at the boy listening to his words and was then guided over to Eli's prone form. Sylvio cursed under his breath and looked to Meguma seeing the clear concern on the boys face. He sighed and moved to lift Eli up off the ground to carry him to the Apollo cabin. He looked over his shoulder to see the silent boy with the black umbrella following along behind him slowly.

Eli: He didn't register it for a few seconds, which was an improvement compared to last night. When he realized it was Sylvio, he narrowed his eyes at the other, irises inflamed with obvious anger. He let the other carry him, but did not hide his annoyance.

Sylvio:  He could see the anger burning in Eli's eyes and didnt bother to hide his own annoyance at the situation. "You really are a pain you know that?" He hissed under his breath more to the air than Eli. "Its not far to the Apollo cabin. I'll drop you there." He looked back at the boy with the black umbrella. "You are a kind person to try and get this boy treatment but please next time keep me out of it. This boy is nothing but trouble." He walked along turning his eyes back to the road struggling to keep his calm. He bit his cheek trying to keep himself from saying something too abyssmal.

Meguma:  He was not sure what had gone on between the two but he could tell there was some tension. He listened to the taller male about the situation and nodded in the shadows understanding clearly. "Thank you for helping though. I couldnt have gotten him there myself." He was at least a foot or so behind Sylvio so his soft voice was hard to hear but he could sense that the boy had heard him. As they reached the Apollo cabin he quickly moved ahead to open the door.

Eli: "You act like I can't hear you," he hissed in Mandarin, glaring at Sylvio. ''"If anyone, you're the pain. It's rude to act concerned when you could care less." ''Of course, he didn't know if Sylvio knew Mandarin, so he didn't expect the other to respond, but he needed to get the thought out anyway. ''"Stupid wolf. You'll get nothing out of loneliness and anger. Just stop carrying me if you'd rather do anything else. I didn't ask to be carried." ''

Sylvio:  He had studies Mandarin slightly with his mother during an assignment once when he was younger. He could understand Eli but he couldnt respond in Mandarin so he hissed back angrily in english, "You're right I dont care! Not one bit you stupid child. In fact I dont think you should even be in this camp you're clearly a danger to yourself and when I met you you threw plasma at me. But if I had left you there when the young child told me you were collapsed showing signs of dehydration I would have gotten in deep waters that I dont need right now." As they approached the open door to Apollo cabin where Meguma stood the girl Sylvio had spoken to earlier came out. She frowned slightly and Sylvio looked down at Eli. "I brought him because he collapsed at the arena." He set him down on the ground not gently by any means but not rough enough to hurt him. "He's your problem now." And with that he turned and walked away.

Meguma:  Watching the other male walk away Meguma couldnt help but feel he had gone a bit far. But he didnt know their history well enough to speculate. He turned to the Apollo girl and said in his whisper voice, "I'd like to stay if thats alright? I found him collapsed and had him carried here and have an interest in seeing him returned to a stable state." The Apollo girl nodded and a couple more boys came at her behest and helped Eli into the cabin to be treated.

Eli: "Asshole," he growled in Mandarin, so fed up with Sylvio at the moment. ''"Gods. What the hell is his issue?" '' He spent his afternoon being prodded with thermometers, given medicine and being forced to rest as other Apollo children watched over him to make sure he didn't leave. He glared at the majority of them, which put a number of them on edge but for the most part, the left him alone when he wanted them to. They let him go an hour or two before dinner, to which he headed up to the hill where the camp border met the outside world and sat under the tree, resting against the trunk without paying mind to Meguma. Peleus beside him, looking ironically sleepy as usual.

Meguma:  Meguma had, ironically, watched over Eli like a ghost. He had not made a sound since he had been taken in to the cabin watching Eli be treated fading into the background of all of the hubbub. He apologized to some of the Apollo children on his behalf. When they released him Meguma followed Eli to his spot by the edge of camp hiding in the shadows of one of the trees. He had seen the burn on his arm and heard the other boy say it had been self inflicted so he was concerned for the boys safety. He wished Addysin were here but they had parted ways that morning so Addysin could take care of some personal matters.

Eli: Sometime during the everlasting period of silence Eli had endured, he had rolled up the sleeve of his shirt to study the words carved into his skin by the work of plasma. Though it brought pain, he fingers ghosted along the burn and he watched himself do so. He threw his head back, letting it rest on the tree bark as he closed his eyes and drew out a long sigh. Almost against his will, his thoughts turned to Sylvio."I hate him. Especially his eyes. His stupid endearing eyes. He didn't let me drown like the voices wanted. He thinks I'm childish. He thinks I shouldn't be here. Fine, I won't be here then," he droned in foreign tongue, standing up with a glint of harsh anger in his eyes. ''"It's about time I left anyway." ''

Meguma:  Meguma did not know nor did he speak Mandarin but he watched as Eli stood and his body language suggested anger. He didnt expect the boy to attack anyone but he was still weary moving back a bit farther in case. He made a mental note of each of their positions in case things went south quickly. He knew they were very close to the edge of camp and if they went too far out the monsters would become thick quickly if they were spotted or scented. He silently cursed himself for never learning to fight monsters, he had always relied on others, first his Satyr friend and then Addysin.

Eli:  There came the urge to hit something. Maybe kill something too. It was a subconscious notion, summoning the plasma axes. He swung them around in his hands, testing their weight before chucking one at a tree several meters away from him with deadly accuracy. Luckily it was nowhere Meguma, although he wasn't aware of Meguma's presence. It scorched the bark, burning the wood of the tree as it dissolved and rematerialized in his hand. He drew a breath, accepting how insufferably right it felt. Peleus stirred beside him as if assessing damage and made a face like it was frowning. "...Don't tell anyone I left, okay? I.. I'm just going to take a walk," he told the dragon, bending down to have eye contact with it. "I'll be back before dinner." The dragon looked skeptical if it could really even do that but simply grunted and shifted its head as if saying Okay. Eli stood and walked around the tree, leaving the border behind and walking into the woods that surrounded Camp.

Meguma:  He watched the interaction between Eli and the dragon and softly shook his head. He knew nothing was going to happen that would have a good ending if the boy went out alone. He moved swiftly and silently through the underbrush following Eli closely. He wasnt sure when but his rings had turned into their horn blade forms and he gripped them tightly his anxiety reaching peak levels. Addysin would be furious if he found out that not only was Meguma leaving camp but he had left his black umbrella lying against the tree next to the boys dragon, doing his best to use the shadows cast by the foliage to avoid the sun.

Eli: There were few times he ever encountered monsters, and they were small, hardly threats in his eyes. He cut down the harpies that dared to block his path, and hellhounds recieved no mercy as he effortless yet elegantly turned them to dust. He spent more time tossing his axes at trees than fighting monsters, but it calmed him. As he went, he ventured further and further from camp, until he realized the sun would set soon and turned on his heel to head back. The occasional rustles of foliage as Meguma moved around were easily dismissed as woodland creatures, yet there was this feeling that something was following him. He shook it off easily and returned to border, where he found a black umbrella. Like the one Meguma was carrying. The axes dissolved and he bent down to pick it up. ''"...He left his umbrella. Where did he go?" ''He glanced at Peleus, but the dragon gave him no answers. He briefly wondered if the boy was still in the area. "Hello?"

Meguma:  He was unused to all the exertion of following another person who was unstable and dangerous. He had seen him defeat several monsters when he himself was not leading them off to kill one or two himself. When they turned back Meguma followed closer to Eli not sure what sundown would bring. He heard Eli call out and silently moved around into an opening that was covered in shadow but not deep enough that he couldnt be seen. "Hey uhm could you bring that here? Me and the sun dont mix well." He gave a soft smile trying to keep the boy distracted from the fact that he had followed him this whole time.

Eli: He could make out Meguma's outline in the dim shadows and walked over to him, handing him the umbrella. He narrowed his eyes at the shorter for a few seconds, contemplating exactly why his umbrella had been under the tree but didn't initially ask any questions. "You went for a walk outside camp borders, I assume?"

Meguma:  Meguma gave a small nod accompanied by a chuckle. "I dont mix well with other people either so I venture as far as is safe from them for some alone time." His voice was barely a whisper again, he was unsure why he was even speaking to this boy he wasnt a friendly person so why was he feigning it so well. He reminded himself to scold Addysin for making him more open to those around him.

Eli: "Understandable," he said, crossing his arms over his chest. "Well... I'm going to head to the Amphitheater and..." Eli turned away from him, making a move to start walking down the hill. "I don't encourage you to follow me." With those last words, he sped up, putting further emphasis on his desire not be followed.

Meguma:  There was just enough sun that Meguma felt it would be wise to open his umbrella before following Eli anyways. He wasnt sure but he worried for not only the safety of this unstable boy but also anyone who might accidentally cross his path in this state. He made sure he was well out of sight but still moving towards the Ampitheater.

Eli: As he traveled, he always had this hunch, this sixth sense that he was being followed. It might simply be paranoia or the voices trying to rile him up again, but he sincerely hoped no one was following him, because he didn't wish to hurt anyone. He's hurt too many people too many times... He truly wished that it wasn't that umbrella kid too. Though he would be especially irritated since he specifically told that kid not to follow him. No one listens to anyone in this day and age anymore... Damn.

Meguma:  The child of Melinoe listened intently as he followed along behind the strange man. He could tell he was making no effort to hide his movements as since the cold weather had begun most people spent their days inside their cabins so there was no sound but that of the other child moving towards the ampitheater. Meguma moved silently, like a ghost, towards the noise. He wasnt sure who this childs god parent was but he knew of a few that could do something devistating if their mental instability took full hold of their faculties and made them run wild.

Eli:By the time he reached the amphitheater, the sky had taken on an indigo color and the sun was resting below the horizon, bring upon night time. He had summoned his twin katanas now but had no idea exactly what he was going to do with them so he placed them on the ground and starred at them, cocking his head to the side.

Meguma: The sun had finally set enough for Meguma to close his Umbrella. He waited until he spotted a bench and sat it there to return to later. Moving swifter now he could see the Amphitheater on the horizon. As he approached he saw Eli and made sure to hide his body as quickly as possible moving into a deep set shadow just on the edge of the Amphitheater.

OOC
So before I post is he actually in the water or is he just having a panic attack on the shore?

Yukaronachan (talk) 18:29, September 5, 2017 (UTC)

Panic attack... in the water. If that makes sense.

So he is in fact drowning. Kay Sylvio to the rescue. again.

Yukaronachan (talk) 22:53, September 5, 2017 (UTC)

Uhm he's sitting in his arm chair in the corner surrounded by deep shadows? XD

Yukaronachan (talk) 16:46, September 6, 2017 (UTC)

rip ;-; well eli is delirious and probably doesn't care about the shadows but ill change it anyway rip

whoops eli is going to spend ten minutes trying to figure out how to get outside

Way to go you pissed him off ;3

Yukaronachan (talk) 17:43, September 9, 2017 (UTC)

lowkey have no regrets, sylvio better have a guilty conscience when he figures out/realizes eli never went back to his cabin or else im eli's going to get hurt

Well guess Eli's going to get hurt then XD I have Sylvio's personality pretty much set again after determining what happened to him during my haiatus. Tbh Sylvio is my most developed character.

Yukaronachan (talk) 20:36, September 9, 2017 (UTC)

you're a cruel person

Meguma's model is Minato Arisato from Persona 3 :OOOOOO

Lol yes it is XD

Yukaronachan (talk) 19:29, October 1, 2017 (UTC)