Name: Mattilda<br/>Location: Camp Half Blood: Cafeteria<br/>Attire: Standard Half Blood Logo-Shirt, Black Skirt<br/>Weapons: Athame<br/>God Parent: Hecate<br/>Tagging: Lydia, So on<br/>---------------------------------<br/><br/>Mattilda shakes her head as she get's back to her feet, blushing from intense embarrassment. "I- I'm fine. I- I just tripped." She says, nodding her head. She faceplanted- hard- but it's not a really damaging experience; more painful and embarrassing than anything, if that. She sighs, and looks around Timidly- as a few scattered snickers rise from various sources. "Th-thank you for... being concerned, and helping.." She says quietly, looking between Lydia and the man who came to help her.<br/><br/>Then she looks down to her book- as if checking it for Injuries as well; worried that she might have gotten dirt on the pages, or even ripped a few. She pauses, looking back up- still blushing. "Uhm.. I'm sorry if I worried you. I should- I should just get back to heading back to my Cabin!" She says, nodding vigorously as she moves to try and Bypass him- and he notices that for someone that fell on their face, she's not at all clumsy.<br/><br/>Inwardly- she's not surprised by the foot. It's to be expected that some trick, prank, or general foolery will be played on her at least once a day; the most surprising part to her was that it was as simple as just being tripped. But then- the Daughter of Zeus helps her up, shocking her as she rises. She's embarrassed to have drawn so much attention- and surprised she bothered to help her.<br/><br/>And then that boy walks along, and seems concerned as well- why? It surprises her to, and her reaction is to feel confused, and try to just get back to her Cabin.<br/><br/>Name: Dietrick<br/>Location: Camp Half Blood; Food-Area<br/>Attire: Camp T-Shirt, Jeans. Huge-Ass Smile.<br/>Weapons: Bronze Claymore<br/>God Parent: Poseidon<br/>Appearance:m<a class="postlink" href="http://images6.fanpop.com/image/photos/">http://images6.fanpop.com/image/photos/</a>m... 59-604.jpg<br/>Tagging: Darius<br/>---------------------------------------<br/><br/><br/>The Son of Poseidon notices Darius putting a hand to his sword, and frowns for a brief moment- before flickering back to a grin. He vaults the table in a smooth motion to be standing on the same side as him- and lays a hand on the Son of Hades's shoulder. "Hey man. No need to be reaching for steel over someone being a prick; over-reaction much?" he says with an easy grin- then looks over; for a brief moment, sharing his worry- but instantly calmed down by seeing the two who come to the girl's aid.<br/><br/>"See? You'd have been better of helping, like they did, than going apeshit on people with a sword. Shit, the later woulda just made things worse. Relax, chill out a little. Aint no reason to spend all your time so.. tensed up, that you're wantin to draw a blade over someone bein an asshole." he speaks soothingly, calmly; trying to bring the clearly more hot-blooded than he is Demigod down to a calmer place.<br/><br/>Which he does while perched somewhat like a monkey on the table, by Darius's shoulder.