Camping [for Sam]
Aug. 21st, 2011 08:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
It's been a nice day. But, then again, just about every day in Tabula Rasa looks nice even though I hate it here. But today's not as bad. Sam and I are on the second island on a camping trip. It was his idea. Guess he feels like hanging out with me. I can't really explain why. Maybe I'm interesting and he wants to get to know me more. Or maybe he thought a trip like this would help my mood.
One really good thing about the second island is that there's no Coraline. Ever since that dinner where she appointed herself my personal savior she's been hounding me. She's lucky I haven't run her through! If I had been back home leading our army, I would've sent her to be drakon chow long before this point. Hope is not for the doomed. I'd like to keep all of that off my mind for the next twenty-four hours.
The boat ride was fairly uneventful and quiet. I couldn't help thinking of Poseidon, his son, and Oceanos as the bright blue water goes by. I also remembered all that time I spent on the Princess Andromeda. Having a luxury suite is something I miss. It was much better than the refugee camp that we called Hermes Cabin back at Camp Half-Blood.
Stepping onto the second island, I wonder if I'll ever get over everything going on at home. I doubt it. Things were too intense and too important. I'm really disinterested in living a life here. Kind of a shame given that I'm not going to live all that long once I get back, but that's how it is. I can't pretend everything's okay here or that anything here matters. But I'll try and not be depressing company for Sam.
I lead as we make our way along. I know Sam isn't useless or helpless. He's survived Decepticon attacks. But, I'm the one with the legendary weapon, and the one who's more at comfortable in the wildnerness. After making our way and checking out the ruins of the space station portal, I lead us around a bit more before finding a spot to set up camp. Camp isn't much. Without real tents, it's just some blankets, pillows, and food and stuff. We set about gathering some wood to make a campfire. I spend some time getting it going. I'm not a total expert, but I'm good enough to light it. Finally I sit back and relax a bit more.
"Well, there we go. Fire's going good now."
One really good thing about the second island is that there's no Coraline. Ever since that dinner where she appointed herself my personal savior she's been hounding me. She's lucky I haven't run her through! If I had been back home leading our army, I would've sent her to be drakon chow long before this point. Hope is not for the doomed. I'd like to keep all of that off my mind for the next twenty-four hours.
The boat ride was fairly uneventful and quiet. I couldn't help thinking of Poseidon, his son, and Oceanos as the bright blue water goes by. I also remembered all that time I spent on the Princess Andromeda. Having a luxury suite is something I miss. It was much better than the refugee camp that we called Hermes Cabin back at Camp Half-Blood.
Stepping onto the second island, I wonder if I'll ever get over everything going on at home. I doubt it. Things were too intense and too important. I'm really disinterested in living a life here. Kind of a shame given that I'm not going to live all that long once I get back, but that's how it is. I can't pretend everything's okay here or that anything here matters. But I'll try and not be depressing company for Sam.
I lead as we make our way along. I know Sam isn't useless or helpless. He's survived Decepticon attacks. But, I'm the one with the legendary weapon, and the one who's more at comfortable in the wildnerness. After making our way and checking out the ruins of the space station portal, I lead us around a bit more before finding a spot to set up camp. Camp isn't much. Without real tents, it's just some blankets, pillows, and food and stuff. We set about gathering some wood to make a campfire. I spend some time getting it going. I'm not a total expert, but I'm good enough to light it. Finally I sit back and relax a bit more.
"Well, there we go. Fire's going good now."
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Date: 2011-08-28 07:11 pm (UTC)"But then again, this whole place is aimless."
I should really cut myself off on the negativity before I go on some kind of rant, so I stop there and take another few bites of food.
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Date: 2011-08-29 04:36 am (UTC)Sure it was different from back home and maybe someone like Luke, who had lived most of his life knowing that there were bigger things out there than most people knew about and being a part of those things, had a hard time getting away from that. Sam had only a taste of that and he struggled with the idea of not being important like he was back home, but he had found ways to make that happen here too.
"People have kids, go to school to better themselves, make friends... how is that aimless?"
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Date: 2011-08-29 11:27 am (UTC)"That's not aimless, but those things aren't for me."
Kids? Yeah, right. The thought's funny, though.
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Date: 2011-08-30 05:51 am (UTC)The surprising thing was that Sam was willing to bet that Luke would actually be pretty good with kids. Sam had noticed that Luke kind of had to work at being an ass. Sure, he worked at it most of the time, but Sam didn't think it seemed all that natural.
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Date: 2011-08-30 11:11 am (UTC)"Yeah, Kronos Kinderkorner. Drop your tikes in our sacrificial pit, and you get hours upon hours of time to yourself, free from the hardships of parenting. The Olympian gods would love it."
Especially my dad. What can I say? I like my sarcasm with a small dose of bitterness.
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Date: 2011-08-30 05:40 pm (UTC)He remembered a few comments made before by Luke about how the Olympians were absent parents at best. He was tempted to ask about it, but since Luke seemed to be actually relaxing, he didn't want to risk setting him off.
"I bet you would have really weird story times though."