<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/eb/Marcus_Aiden.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Marcus Patton (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=207204.msg10172885#msg10172885)<br/><strong>Cabin:</strong>Unclaimed<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Camp Halfblood Infirmary<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 21st - 4ish pm<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Justine and Mariam<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Battered, bruised,confused and getting pissed off<hr/><br/>A Vacation, he almost wanted to scoff at the mere idea. He was so ingrained this was only for a day or two before his next monster encounter he was surprised how sincere the young woman sounded. "Ummm Hai..." Marcus greeted her, listening to Justine speak about her sister and the others who ran their cabins in the camp.<br/><br/>Returning to Mariam's question, he patted his bandages and noticed they had stopped aching and throbbing. The patch along his chest was removed to check the puncture wound. "What the fuck..." He mumbled, the cigarette falling out of his mouth between his legs. "Who healed me..." He asked no one in particular, the puncture wound had closed up, the skin looked pink and tender but it was clear his body was on a rapid recovery. He scraped some of the venom residue from his skin with his finger nail and tasted it.<br/><br/>"I am dreaming right...this isn't real..." Marcus found himself grabbing his sword and rolled a few feet away, springing up to his feet, ready to cut the two of them down. The camp he could buy, the other kids, but healing like he had? This was a trap! Another fucking trap. "Who the fuck are you really!" He demanded all of a sudden, the golden sword drawn from its hilt and cast aside. The free hand began to pull away at his bandages, the horrible road rash healing up nicely, the cuts from his encounter from the Chimera earlier little feint lines that would leave their scars far quicker than what he was used too.