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Dreamer
C grimaced as he made himself stand, quickly picking up a bow that was half-underneath a former Apollo camper. His grimaced deepened when he recognized her. He hadn't known her all that well, but he had seen her around the Apollo cabin occasionally, and taking her bow like this felt wrong. It shouldn't have, since he didn't really have much of a choice. He'd lost his own bow in the chaos around him when he had gotten shot, and didn't want to sift through all the dead bodies to find it.
"Sorry." He muttered, turning away from her, only to immediately be punched in the face. He reacted without thinking, swinging the bow towards his head. He wasn't sure if it was the bow or his skull that made the sickening cracking sound. C ignored it, and walked as fast as he could manage towards Alec. He avoided thinking about the dead he was stepping over, sure it would be giving him nightmares for the next twenty years. "You guys look great." He said, trying to lighten the mood.
"Sorry." He muttered, turning away from her, only to immediately be punched in the face. He reacted without thinking, swinging the bow towards his head. He wasn't sure if it was the bow or his skull that made the sickening cracking sound. C ignored it, and walked as fast as he could manage towards Alec. He avoided thinking about the dead he was stepping over, sure it would be giving him nightmares for the next twenty years. "You guys look great." He said, trying to lighten the mood.
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