xxxxxxx T R I N I T Y xx W A L L A C E
xxxx Daughter of Ares | Outfit | #461f4b
While eager for a subject change, she could only pull a stiff smile at the new topic. Those Valises got away with too much. But she preoccupied herself listening to Andy's youth type.
"I grew up on army bases. So, I don't know if that counts as 'high school'. But, I was the weird kid. I never really had friends before camp... at least not living ones. I can speak to ghosts, so everyone thought I was the crazy girl who talked to herself and thought she could move stuff with her mind. You're actually my first real friend." A much easier smile passed her lips at that.
"I'm sure your experiences are far more normal. You probably just beat up a lot of idiot boys," Andy said, drawing a laugh out of Trinity.
Well compared to a girl talking to invisible friends and moving around bases, she supposed her experience was more normal. “It’s not a hard margin next to yours. But I didn't really belong in high school. I kind of transformed into that guy that was there sometimes, on and off when I felt like until I committed to dropping out. Dad threw me in camp pretty young and I figured this was more my speed. Still didn't stop me beating up idiot boys though,” Trinity smirked at Andy. “I almost fell for peer pressure...weird days,” she remarked. Because these days, there was no temptation to go with the crowd or norm.
"And what about you?" Andy asked Mason.
She stuck around a bit for storytime and to assure her friends were in better condition. If not physically, it seemed they were in better spirits at least. But her mind was tolled with other concerns. She trusted Liam and Wes, didn't mind Sloane but there was a nervous kind of tick in her brain going off about them. Who knew she was such a worrier?
Trinity smiled warmly and got up. “Okay, I’m off to make sure Liam is playing nicely with Wes.” She was about to leave them in peace, heading for the door but she paced back in the room, wiggling two fingers in a V at them. “Guard your face, look after her, and don't show an enemy mercy when they don't deserve it.” The first two tips directed towards Mason, while the latter was for Andy. She quickly embraced Andy because even though she was fine now, life was precious. Plus she had been through shit. Add some supped up impulsive demigods and anything could happen. “Call, shout or come get me if you need anything, okay?”
It took a bit of walking around and huffing and grunting to find the boys, but when she found the right location....gods did they stick out. One hulk-like figure with this intimidating air, and a model that was approachable, hanging out together.
“You two good? Not interrupting boy talk?”
She neared the two and pat Liam’s shoulder. He probably wasn’t one to stew in thought or stress about impressions but, “She’ll come around. You’ll only be in the doghouse for a while but you did the right thing overall.” Sloane still had some flawed logic and ways to go, but that boot up the arse got her in gear. Or at least showed she possessed more than a suffer in silence side. Could stand her ground when required. That at least served as some relief to Trinity.
“I also kinda told Iliana you attacked Sylas.” She gestured vaguely around Iliana's height as if it would paint a clear picture of the small blonde she was talking about. “So if she gives you those large frightened mouse eyes and questions you, that's half on me.” The other half definitely belonged to his own demeanor. At least the looking at him like he was a beast part.
She shot a wary smile to Wes, still unsure if telling that girl that information alone was out of line or too much. But what was said was already done.