Faith: After being turned into a huntress a year ago, she started traveling with the rest of her companions. It's been a while since she came back home to camp. She must admit that she missed the place... even a tiny bit although there's no one really there to welcome her. Good thing for her was that she learned to get along with her fellow huntresses. She respected them a lot though as for other demigods... she still didn't really want to have interactions with them except if they're her half-siblings. Setting her foot back on camp, she stood on top of the hill and the breeze was blowing her hair back. She was tired and so she decided to just sit under a tree and lean against its trunk. She dropped her duffel bag to the ground and folded the sleeves of her red polo up to her elbows as she sat down. She brushed the dirt off her jeans and then relaxed feeling the cool wind blow. She looked at her military boots and remembered her stepfather, Arthur. She started to wonder how he was doing. She let out a sigh.
Derek:: He saw her as he was testing his new motorbike, he had just finished working on it and was making sure it ran properly. It did and he was able to quickly get to Faight in a matter of seconds. 'You alright there?'h he asked in a heavy accent. His eyes flickered to the bag. 'You a new person?'
Faith: Suddenly talking and appearing out of nowhere like that ruined Faith's reminiscing moment. She snapped her head to his direction and sneered at him. She wasn't really in the mood to talk so she just slung her duffel bag on her shoulder and stood up. "Thanks for the concern but I don't really need it for now," she said bluntly rolling her eyes then started trudging down the hill.
Derek: He blinked, his eyebrows scrunching together in confusion. 'H-hey! Wait!' he yelled after her, slinging himself off the bike and wheeling it next to her. 'I was just trying to help, but you seem to know your way around...that mean you must have been on a holiday or something, right?'
Faith: She came to a stop when he almost blocked her way. "Ugh!" she complained. Hearing what he just said, she leaned in closer, their faces just a few inches away and then looked at him in the eyes with much fierceness in hers. She poked him on the forehead and said sarcastically, "I didn't know you were smart." She did a slow clap as she stood up straight again her weight on the other leg. "Bra-vo. Did you just think of that now?"
Derek: He looked at her raising an eyebrow. 'And I hear it's hard to make friends when you are being so rude.' he shot back crossing his arms leaning back onto the bike. 'Hunter, huh? That's cool.'
Faith: She ignored his first statement quite used to such comments. "Ha! Of course! Hunters do not need the aid of men such as you. We are independent," she said with much confidence her chin up.
Derek: He chuckled at her confidence now feeling slightly amused by her antiques. 'And I never said you were not, in fact, you look far more independent than most girls I meet. But I am not here to 'aid' you, as you put it. In fact, I'd rather not have someone dependent on me.They'd be dead within the day.' he said with a shrug.
Faith: Dead within the day... She might be the type to not depend on anything and perhaps even hate human interaction but that didn't remove her curiosity from certain things although she certainly did not want to admit her sudden interest with what he just said so she just cleared her throat. Another thing she did not want to admit was that when he said she looked far more independent than most girls, she was absolutely flattered. People would usually comment on her charm or whatever but she would most likely prefer people comment on her bravery, her strength and the like. It was probably the first time in a long time for her to hear someone say she looked independent. "Anyway! Do you not have any other things to do?" she said trying to sound fierce so he won't notice her feeling of flattery. For her, it showed weakness. She should never show a sudden change of attitude. She avoided looking at his eyes and then attempted to walk away.
Derek: He raised an eyebrow at her with a slight smirk noticing that what she said was a bit forced and when she walked away all he just did was follow with the bike by his side. 'Not really. Here, I'll show you to the Artemis cabin, I presume that's where the hunters stay?' he asked grinning slightly now just poking fun at her.
Faith: He did it again. She came to a sudden halt when his bike followed and said with her teeth gritted in irritation, "Didn't I tell you I do not need aid from men like you? What part of that sentence didn't you understand?"
Derek: 'Only finding excuses to be in your oh so wonderful company.' he said sarcastically.
Faith: She did the stop gesture with her hand. "I'm not in the mood for any of your sarcasms, bikeman." She walked briskly and decided to not stop anymore if he still followed with his bike.
Derek: Deciding the bike was keeping him down he rested it against a cabin's wall, knowing no one would take it since they all knew it was his and quickly ran after her. 'Wait! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to offend.' he said catching up.
Faith: She walked faster and did not even turn to look at him. "Nope! Nope! Just get away! Shoo!" She did the shoo gesture with her hand. "Gods!" She squinted her eyes at him. "You don't know what I can do to you if you keep this up"
Derek: 'I'm way taller than you! I'm not worried.' he huffed even crossing his arms but grinned at her. 'I'm friends with a couple of hunters anyway, so I might just be off to see them and not you.'
Faith: "Well then why don't you bother them instead of me?" Then hearing him speaking of height, she walked right in front of him and faced him blocking his way. He looked at him straight in the eyes and told him, "I don't mind if you are taller than me at all." It sounded more of a threat, actually.
Derek: He nodded and patted her on the head. 'Then you won't mind me teasing you about it, then? That's great.' he said beaming bending down to her size before brushing past her. 'Now come on!'
Faith: She smiled gently at him although it was clearly fake seeing the look in her eyes then she attempted to punch him hard in the abdomen just before he could walk away. Obviously, she was not amused when she was being picked on.
Derek: He bent over gasping as he felt the fist go into his stomach and he coughed out some blood. 'I was right. You don't need anyone for you to depend on.' he said inbetwween coughs wiping his mouth.
Faith: Her eyes bulged as she saw Derek sputter blood. Was the punch really that strong? For such a long time in her life, she felt... she felt... wait! She didn't want to admit it but she suddenly felt guilty for what she just did. She did her best to maintain the expression of nonchalance as she said, "You better head to the infirmary." She found it weird that she was suddenly doing these sort of things but she did harm the dude who wasn't doing anything bad... He did annoy me, she tried to convince herself that what she did was not wrong but still... She cleared her throat and looked overhead and then extended a hand to him. It hurt her pride a lot--offering help to someone... not her thing, really. "Come on!" she said still sounding tough despite the fact that she felt a bit of guilt inside her.
Derek: He looked at her, taken by surprise but he smiled at her gratefully. 'Are you sure? I can go by myself, it's no biggie.' he said shifting on his feet, wincing as he recovered from the punch.
Faith: She rolled her eyes. "Will you stop pretending to be modest and just take my hand?" she demanded. Too impatient to wait for him, she clicked her tongue. She moved to his side and put her arm under his and assisted him up. Still not looking at him but ahead, she commented, "Weak. That wasn't even the strongest punch I can give."
Derek: He frowned at her. 'Pretending? Maybe I am just a pretty modest guy, and I give in, I haven't gone to the gym in nearly a month.' he relented and walked to the infirmary. 'Coming or not?' he called over his shoulder.
Faith: She muttered under her breath, "Whatever..." Then she trudged going to him as she followed. She felt the need to take responsibility anyway.
Derek: He sat on the bed after the child of Apollo left and he sat cross legged looking at Faith with a tilt in his eyebrow. 'Well that was boring.' he said smiling slightly.
Faith: Faith sat on a chair by the foot of the bed with her arms folded and her arms crossed. She had a frown on her face, obviously, not amused of what was happening. Hearing Derek's comment, she snapped her head to his direction and with a sneer, she asked, "What is?"
Derek: He stretched his arms out behind him, 'This whole thing, would have rather been doing something else.' he yawned. 'But thanks for coming, by the way, I didn't expect you'd stay for so long.'
Faith: She looked away and snorted. "It's fine..." she mumbled. She pretended to look at the time and said, "Ooohh look how much time I've wasted. I'm goin'." She stood up and grabbed her duffel bag. As she was about to walk out, she stopped by the door and said something surprisingly unusual, "Get well..." She thought it was too dramatic and sweet so she added, "Weakling." She did not wait for his answer anymore and just shut the door behind her. She shouldn't just let her guard down. What happened earlier was nothing but a mere accident and now would soon be a faded memory.
OOC: If you want, you can change locations or something. Up to you.