Foster Solace

Foster Solace - Cabin 7 - 19 - Grandson of Apollo Head of the Infirmary

[the-elswood-touch-blog]

It’s a pleasure to meet you, Foster. I’m Olivia.

I’m sorry, was I too forward just now? I didn’t mean to make you nervous. I just get a little carried away when I’m around handsome men, like yourself. Words just come spilling right out, you know?

[a-source-for-solace]

H-hi, Olivia  Pleasure’s all mine. -blushes-  No, not at all. I just, uhh, don’t get complemented that much is all. I get that feeling, a lot actually. I’ve tried on working on not getting tongue tied too but uhh.... it doesn’t help much.

[coopersonofathena]

“Foster come on….” Cooper begged. He already thought that most campers didn’t like him, and if they saw this, they’d probably think that he was some kind of dramatic freak or something He was beginning to feel very faint, and knew that the venom was probably spreading “We almost there?” He mumbled, barely able to form the words.

[a-source-for-solace]

Foster just grunted in frustration under his breath. Usually, Foster was okay with people being stubborn, but when it came to someone almost dying or being in trouble, he disliked doing anything that could injured them more. “Yeah, we’re almost there.” Foster replied once he saw the building in the distance. “Emergency Treatment Needed!” He yelled as they came to the door. The doors to the Infirmary immediate flung open and the lights turned on in the building. Foster then continued to help Cooper inside and to a gurney nearby.

[coopersonofathena]

Cooper leaned against him and was trying desperately not to cry, though he had never felt something so painful in his life. This was all so embarrassing. This stuff never happened to Cooper, and now his entire cabin was going to think that he’s weak. “Faster…before anyone sees…” He grumbled and tried to walk faster, yelling in pain.

[a-source-for-solace]

Foster scoffed and shook his head. “We’re not going faster. You’re badly injured, we don’t want to make it worse.” Foster firmly stated as he grabbed the fabric of Cooper’s pants around the waist, and tried to lift him a bit higher, but was careful not to hit his wound. “Don’t hold back, it’s therapeutic to yell or cuss. It helps to power through the pain.”

[a-source-for-solace]

demiabbiemiller:

Listen, a ship may be safe in a harbor, but that’s not what they’re built for. Seriously? It’s all work and no play with you isn’t it? I applaud you for your dedication but the ship has gotta set sail sometimes! Oh wow, I didn’t even realize it. I guess it flew over my head.

But you always know where a ship properly secured in a harbor is located. Most of the time, but I’m alright with that. Last thing I’d want is someone to die because one of us wasn’t there to overlook things. Almost as much as it rolled by you.

[a-source-for-solace]

the-elswood-touch:

Hmm… Well it’s a good thing I prefer cute boys over cute shoes then, isn’t it?

I- uh... W-welcome to camp by the way! Name’s Foster.

[a-source-for-solace]

coopersonofathena:

“Dunno…ugh…was gone a day…”Cooper was barely getting words out now, as it hurt so incredibly badly.  “Then let’s go…” He growled a bit and looked down. He had been hurt a lot, but it never hurt this badly before. With a loud yell, he rose to his feet and trudged toward the infirmary.

Foster nodded and tried his best to help Cooper stand up. He grabbed Cooper’s arm and placed it over his shoulder, he then wrapped an arm around Cooper’s waist, careful not to hit his wound and started to walk towards the Infirmary. “Alright, don’t exert yourself. We’ll go at your own speed.” Foster said he tried to get Cooper to place his weight on himself.

[a-source-for-solace]

coopersonofathena:

Cooper tried to crack a smile when he saw Foster “Well…I was wandering in the forest alone again…” He started out, but quickly growled in pain, collapsing to his knees. “F…Fuck…” He pulled his hands back, and a large barb was sticking out from his side. The flash around it was already turning black. “H..Help…”

“How far into the forest? Copper, look at you.” Foster said as he keeled down by Cooper and examined his wound. “I can’t do much for it here, I mean. I can try to pull it out, but you could possibly bleed to death from the wound.” Foster said as he looked at the wound again.

[a-source-for-solace]

coopersonofathena:

Cooper clutched his side roughly, growling from the pain. Blood was seeping from a wound and he nearly fell over. “U…ugh…”

Foster kept going over some things in his head. He had barely gotten off his extra shift from the Infirmary and had completely shut the outside world off around him. He would’ve walked right past Cooper, if it wasn’t for the smell of iron from his blood. “Cooper? Oh my gods, what happened?” He said as he rushed to his side.

[a-source-for-solace]

the-elswood-touch:

I have literally spiralled into the Underworld.

Someone please tell me that I’m just imagining all this grass. This terrain is so not made for Louis Vuitton heels.

Sadly no. Camp usually means there’s a lot of grass and dirt. Some bugs too, but I think we keep that in check actually.

[a-source-for-solace]

demiabbiemiller:

Foster, we’ve got to get you out of that infirmary more often. Of course they exist! They’re all the rage in 2045! Hovering is the new walking. Have you never been into the city and seen the street demonstrations they have? Or online videos? America is hovering into the future!

But it’s my safe place... Well, honestly... I only look for new medical books. I don’t really pay attention to a lot of other stuff, but I guess I should’ve known that. Wow, you really flew into that pun.

[a-source-for-solace]

demiabbiemiller:

I’m just saying I could probably move from place to place at least point five times faster if I had a hoverboard.

I don’t really consider myself a jocky type of guy, so I have to ask. Do those even exist?

[a-source-for-solace]

leandrea-larue:

“Fuck!” she yelled. “Are you cursed too?”

“Cursed?” He asked in what he assumed was his frantic tone. “How do you mean?”

[a-source-for-solace]

rorygeist:

“What the fuck, man. Anyone tell the Apollo kids how to keep things that can eat you away from where they sleep at night?”

“Whoa, I take offense to that!” The snake hissed as it slithered towards the other. “We’re always carefully about our things and the safety of other campers.”

[a-source-for-solace]

petersmason:

Eesh– agh– no. I do not want to touch a snake today

How the hell do I go about this?

The snake slithered up to the other and looked up. “Hey, didn’t you hear me?” It slithered. “Are you the one that locked me in there Peter?”

[a-source-for-solace]

leandrea-larue:

“It fucking talks. Great.” Lea pulled out her spear. “Alright talk ugly. Where is Foster and if you don’t tell me I’ll stab you with my spear or turn you to stone. Now talk!”

“Whoa whoa,” Foster yelped and pulled back his head. “who are you calling ugly? And have you gone completely insane? I’m right right in front of you!” Foster’s tongue was involuntary shooting out of his mouth every so often and he had no idea why.

[a-source-for-solace]

flying-feet-bridges:

“I’m just not aggressive enough. Lea definitely let me know that. I’ve never really had to fight someone. And I only throw my knives as needed. Aria enchanted them for me, so they come back to my belt. It was very handy for the quest.” She grabbed a piece of fruit with her fork and twirled it. “What about you? Do you really fight or just focus on healing? I know you use a bow and arrow to fight.”

“Ah, that makes sense. All the training we do, doesn’t really come close to how it feels when it’s a life or death situation.” He said as he finished the last slice of his pizza. “I keep forgetting that we have people that can do that kind of stuff. Y’know, the enchanting stuff.” He chuckled. Foster put down his glass and stared off to the side. “I know how to fight...” he replied, “but healing people doesn’t leave you with nightmares“ he muttered hoping she didn’t hear that last part.

[a-source-for-solace]

leandrea-larue:

“What the hell? Did Foster get a snake?”

“Did who get a what?” Foster slithered past the door. “Did you say snake? Why the hell would I get a snake?”