Cale:
A smirk started to form across my face. All of these people left speechless. At our mercy. It was priceless.
"Thomas," said a red head standing in the front with her sword drawn, "Go—
"And get Chiron," Willa finished for her. Usually I hate when she does this whole, 'my dad's the Titan of foresight; I can predict what's going to happen before it does' act that she does, but as long as she's not finishing my sentences. I'm fine with it.
I look over at Bram, and smiled, although he only grimaced in return, I'm deciding to take it as an okay sign.
I looked around at the other demigod's who were starting to draw their weapons. "Half-blood please!" I spread my hands, "We aren't here to fight, settle down."
Thomas scurried back to the crowd of campers closely followed by a centaur, who I could assume was Chiron, then again, I'm not Willa.
Bram smiled, shaking off his melancholy demeanor, waving at the oncoming centaur, "Chiron!" as if they were old friends. Chiron reached us and grimaced.
"This is—
"Not good?" Willa said, "A bad omen? Our doom? Between the three options each probable selection was almost equal so I decided to say all three."
I smiled, I love this girl, well not like love, love, that would be awkward, although the way her hair falls… is really pretty now that I think about it… like a chocolate waterfall… wait what? I shake myself out of my thoughts and force myself to listen to what Chiron was saying, or more like lack of saying.
"Why are you here?" Chiron asked, "How is this even possible?"
Willa frowned, but it was Bram who spoke up, "Is there somewhere we could talk that's a little more… private?"
Chiron reluctantly led us to something he called, 'The Big House.' Whatever that is. Although this entrance thing is going a lot better than I ever thought it would, I mean we're not dead yet. So he leads us into a room where he says, 'we can talk in peace'
Mmm, sounds lovely.
