xxxxxx Daughter of Ares | Outfit | #461f4b
Her return was to a beaming proud Wes. Not that he was being subtle about it, because even though she was in her battle trance til Rae shifted back to a woman, she heard his cheer of support. "I knew you'd win," he said.
Trinity smiled because she'd never had faith and pride placed in her before. At least maybe not so transparently. But it was a good feeling and Wes was contagious. “Thank you. Imagine how rich you’d be if you only placed a bet,” she jested.
Nick wrapped it up with a little bow and the crowd in the arena started to disperse. Before Trinity could get up to join the mindless shuffle, Wes tapped her thigh. “Hungry? We could go to the main hall or I could grab us something and we could have a picnic at the beach. Andy?”
Oh boy could Trinity eat, and on the beach sounded like the cherry on top but she didn't want to sound too keen and risk her friend feeling..outcasted or outvoted or anything unwelcome like that. She turned her head and awaited Andy's reply too. “Huh?” Her friend seemed in her own world. “Oh, no. It's ok. I'm dying to get out of these wet clothes... and into a hot shower. Maybe later we can make s'mores at the beach? Or watch a movie?” she suggested instead.
Trinity glanced at Wes briefly with pursed lips. It wasn't outright refusal and it wasn't like it was a bad suggestion either but Andy seemed a little clammy. She departed with praise of their fights and Trinity flashed her a smile and nodded respectfully. “You too.” She sighed out knowing if the witch wanted to share what was bugging her she would. There were no hards, she just wanted Andy to catch a break.
She drummed her fingers on Wes's leg. “Well I guess we'll waddle to the main hall for now and save the beach date for marshmallows and Andy.” She sprang from her seat and headed out of the arena. Even Trinity found herself hoping they wouldn't return for another mandatory practice so soon in there again. She wanted her training area back and for it to be exclusive.
Trinity was almost skipping, there was a pep in her step and she had energy to spare, snapping her fingers as she walked a foot in front of Wes. Then she halted and held up a hand to stop Wes. “Do you suppose if you had more weapon training you could have bested her?” Trinity thought on it for a bit. He fought smart, he had the muscle on the newer demigod but to pinpoint what went wrong was hard in other people's fights. Then again this was Wes and he didn't seem to be too discouraged by a loss. He took it on the chin like a top bloke. “I'm not judging or picking on your fight style,” she added. “You honestly did good. I'm just asking what do you reckon?”
She continued to walk to the hall, and once in, she didn't waste time lining up for a good meal. Maybe she shouldn't have bothered playing what ifs, but battle wise, it was one of her favourite games as Wes had probably come to know. And really she just wanted him to win against any and all opponents as he also well knew. On the other hand, maybe if he upped the pheromones and seduction it also could have proven advantageous. She crinkled her nose at the thought. It wouldn't be an easy sight but his odds of winning would go up.
Trinity stepped away with a loaded plate of the rainbow not even realizing how much she was dumping on there. Meat and the variety of veggies. She huffed out at herself and waited for Wes to serve himself. “Where to, Captain?” Better to leave him in charge of table selection and dining location.
Trinity followed wherever he led and once they found a nice little spot, she smiled at him. She took a few bites of her meal, and somewhere during the interval of food consumption, Trinity watched him, an elephant topic suddenly coming to mind. Trinity made sure to chew and finish what was in her mouth before addressing the son of Aphrodite. “Can I ask you something? Non-combat related,” she disclaimed and smiled a little. “Alex.” Okay, that wasn't really a question. She didn't think specifics, just that Wes was missing a friend and a pretty big and close friend at that. “Are you.... okay with it, I guess?” She thought that's what she wanted to ask. Something like is he okay with her vanishing off the face of the earth with no return in sight and a stranger had to tell him it.