Marcus Alender.

One of the most hated yet talented residents of Cabin #20. / “Scared, @Half_BloodHero?”

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[Marcus Alender. @SnideSorcerer]

[@Half_BloodHero] — knew that well enough.

[Marcus Alender. @SnideSorcerer]

[@Half_BloodHero] — in the scenery.

"/I'm/not scared of anything, Olsen." Except he was. Marcus was often cowardly, but the other boy —

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[@Half_BloodHero] — the lake, boulders stacked atop one another to make- for those capable of climbing, a perfect, elevated spot to take —

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[@Half_BloodHero] — love, and for now, that was enough. Lips curling into a fox-faced grin as they approached a cozy area by the side of —

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[@Half_BloodHero] — now, as the sky darkened and was lit with twinkling stars and his fingers were laced with Thomas, he felt it. He felt —

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[@Half_BloodHero] — all of his cold, fragile heart, but he'd only heard the three words most spoke easily a few times in his lifespan. But —

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[@Half_BloodHero] — wouldn't likely get the reaction and validation he wanted and deserved. Yes, the young witch loved Thomas Olsen with —

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[@Half_BloodHero] Deep inside, Marcus Alender was aware that his boyfriend loved him; but if Thomas were to confess, the son of Poseidon —

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[@Half_BloodHero] — spot.

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[@Half_BloodHero] — denial that often came with boyhood. The blond was tugging Thomas' hand now, already in search of an ideal stargazing —

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[@Half_BloodHero] — were, one moment heavy shouldered with personal responsibilities and upkeep of imagery, and the next afloat with the —

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[@Half_BloodHero] "Scared of the dark, now, Olsen?" Marcus teased harmlessly, and with it all tension dissipated. It was just the way they —

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[@DarkeningChild] — defeat and returning to his task in silence.

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[@DarkeningChild] If that's what it would take, Marcus debated leaving; but he was far too prideful, turning his nose up at the idea of —

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[@suescide] — direct his words towards Louis properly. "Who's the artist?"

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[@suescide] — with him? Perhaps he'd purchase (and hide) it, just to spite the man.

Shifting on his feet, the youth turned his body to —

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[@suescide] — strangely creative boy, and that didn't make his father particularly happy. Then again- when was his father ever pleased —

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[@suescide] "I appreciate it." Marcus chose his words carefully, raised in a environment with very little art. Despite this, he was a —

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[@Half_BloodHero] — wanted to stargaze.