ThatOneWeirdo
One Thousand Club
Lara "L" Jeffries
Lara scoffed, more hurt than anything. Did he really think she was that stupid? "You go, then. I'm not. Have fun." She said quietly, watching him slide away. She was more relieved than disappointed that her plan had failed. She couldn't, she knew she couldn't. Maybe one day, but not... Not then. It wasn't right.
"I should go back to my cabin, I need to make sure none of my siblings have stolen my toothbrush." Again. Living in the Hermes cabin came with risks, and she knew of them all. The worst time was when one of her brothers had stolen all of her underwear, and placed them around camp with notes saying they belonged to Lara. That had been mindblowingly embarrassing. And yet she had still gone around and found most pairs, although a couple had never turned up. She'd never gotten the courage to ask where they were.
Gavin Bianco
Gavin's eyes were wide with shock. He could normally suppress the bond enough to maintain normally, hiding his reaction if Claire stubbed her toe or hit her knee. He had grown used to it. But her strong bursts of emotion still hit him hard. He stumbled out of the water, trying to distance himself from Astrid, just in case. When he got distressed, lightning tended to happen. And, as much as he'd love to be that badass, he was not immune to it, and it could kill him.
It took him perhaps thirty seconds to slow his heartrate, gripping a tree for support. Those emotions were still there, but he was able to contain them. For the moment.