Oct 7th - 21st prompts
Prompt 11. Write something on your own skin, appears on the other's skin as well
Prompt administrator: DaughterofHypnos17
Rating: K+
Word Count: 338
Cabin Points: Unknown
Third Person POV
Octavian hated his soulmate with a burning fiery passion. She drove him up the wall with her riddled answers. The poor boy would write on the skin of his arm, a simple question, who are you, what is your name? And in return. A small drawing of a smiling face with their tongue sticking out.
He sighs at another failed attempt at contacting his alleged 'soulmate' and he walks up and into the senate-house.
"Augur Octavian, you have finally decided to grace us with your presence. We will now start this meeting," a tall, brown-haired girl speaks.
The looks on the blonde's face is more than enough to know that he is bored out of his mind.
And then something appears, something that looks to be small, faint, black writing. His head perks up and then he shouts, "I have to go, ah, it's an emergency!" And dashes for the exit.
He runs out the door and down the dirt path, ignoring the sounds of the Fawns pleading for denarius, straight past the barracks and the praetor's office.
The sounds of where are you going and what are you doing follow him the whole way to the tunnel.
He pokes his head out the tunnel and whispers some words to the two guards, who allow him to go through. He sprints out and runs up the hillside to see a short, freckly, blonde girl write something on her arm quickly before turning around and notching an arrow in a golden bow, before firing at a Dracaena which unfortunately misses.
The Dracaena slithers forward and slams a long trident into the girls head. The girl crumbles, like a house of cards and she rolls down the hill towards Octavian.
Then the boy notices, small, black letters on his arm that say just two words, Kayla Knowles.
