Pass the grape juice
Apr. 18th, 2012 09:10 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chameno_koritsiIt's all been like a dream for Thalia. Waking up beneath the pine tree everyone says was her (how messed up was that?), the hour or so spent in the infirmary where that Apollo kid tried his best to find something wrong (Thalia was beginning to think the guy was hitting on her) and now sitting in the Head Counselors cabin while Chiron and Dionysus did want all adults tended to do with kids and teenagers, namely talking about them as if they weren't even there.
"This changes everything," Chiron is saying. "We have no idea what my father is planning. He has out maneuvered us again."
"Yes yes," Dionysus replies with his usual disdain. "Terribly dangerous and all that. I suppose we'll have to open up Daddy's cabin now."
"We must prepare," adds an elder satyr.
Thalia felt like screaming and likely would have if Annabeth hadn't been there and this Percy...and there's a whole other can of worms. Percy, son of Poseidon, camp hero. It was pretty clear to Thalia that Annabeth liked him though like most boys he seemed completely clueless. Which was fine and normal but the trouble was her own feelings on the matter. She kept catching glimpses of him out of the corner of her eye and her heart would leap as if she knew him, but how could she? Plus, once he opened his mouth, a strong sense of disappointment always followed. It was as if Percy were someone else, the wrong someone else. Maybe she had sap in her head still.
"This changes everything," Chiron is saying. "We have no idea what my father is planning. He has out maneuvered us again."
"Yes yes," Dionysus replies with his usual disdain. "Terribly dangerous and all that. I suppose we'll have to open up Daddy's cabin now."
"We must prepare," adds an elder satyr.
Thalia felt like screaming and likely would have if Annabeth hadn't been there and this Percy...and there's a whole other can of worms. Percy, son of Poseidon, camp hero. It was pretty clear to Thalia that Annabeth liked him though like most boys he seemed completely clueless. Which was fine and normal but the trouble was her own feelings on the matter. She kept catching glimpses of him out of the corner of her eye and her heart would leap as if she knew him, but how could she? Plus, once he opened his mouth, a strong sense of disappointment always followed. It was as if Percy were someone else, the wrong someone else. Maybe she had sap in her head still.
