Young Love (Khalessi)
POSTED ON Sept 14, 2013 11:02:37 GMT -8
Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2013 11:02:37 GMT -8
Travis ducked and rolled into the strawberry fields like a spy right out of a James Bond movie, mission impossible music included. The demigod nearly flattened an entire berry bush with one of his awesome rolls, but was quickly redirected by a nearby Satyr. Thankfully the Satyrs are a pretty cool bunch and had a liking for the God of Travel enough not to rat Travis out. The son of Hermes laughed good naturedly and waved the Satyrs on as he headed to the very back of the strawberry field, this time considerably more carefully of where he stepped. Travis let himself fall onto the earth with a deep breath of the damp earth and wiggled about to get comfortable. Despite the name, the Strawberry Fields held much more than just strawberries, they had since expanded into herbs like basil and parsley, the former of which Travis could smell quite strongly.
Either way the strawberry fields were a very nice place to come and hide whenever you needed a break, like Travis did at that moment. To be more specific, Travis needed a break from Kevin and Connor. The entire situation had completely blown out of control and Travis still cursed himself for not giving Kevin his real name when he first meet. Raising one of his arms lazily and letting gravity hit him in the face, Travis muttered 'Stupid, stupid, stupid' over and over again. Aphrodite must really hate him. Or she just held a grudge for all the pranks he pulled on her children, which seemed more accurate.
Glancing at the clear blue skies, Travis raised his arms to the heavens and scowled slightly. "Help me figure this out and I will never prank the Aphrodite cabin again!" Travis said, then quickly rethought his words. "Well, at least not for the rest of the summer." He corrected, because who was he kidding? He was a son of Hermes, not to prank is like a child of Poseidon never to drink water.
Turning his head to the side, Travis noticed a small, white daisy springing out from the ground next to him. Unbidden to his words, the old tales his mother used to tell him sprang to mind. The 'he loves me, he loves me not' petal pulling one, to be more accurate. "Oh no." Travis moaned out, but his hand had already plucked the daisy from the earth. He held it in front of his face and glared at it, half hoping it would spontaneously combust. No suck luck.
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Notes;; Oh Travis, why you so cheesy.