#josh: 002

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Destructive Blood, too?; JOSH 

   Talk travels fast at camp, faster if it involved destroying something. So from their return buzzing around, in between them a certain son of Ares had been mentioned. In the forge several centaurs cackled with ‘Did you hear he shot a whole dummy 20 yards?’ then another, ‘No way, I heard it was fifty and he took out someone with it’ while all Bastion did was smile at how gossipy everyone was that day---yet it did spark some curioisity. 

   So being a man of science, rather hearing the truth than speculating, Bastion sought him out on his lunch break. The camp seemed more bustling today, having to weave through a few nymphs to make a break through the crowds. Seeing the demigod just ahead of him, the smith-son called out, “Yo, Josh..wait up.” hand waving to and fro.“Hey, glad I caught you...I heard the funniest thing today, care if I ask you about The Great Battle between you and a dummy?” his smile was infectious as Bastion held back a teasing laugh. 

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Let Go || Joshael

Who: JW Johnson, Michael McCarthy What:  Michael talks to Josh about his dad. Where: Josh’s apartment. When: Tuesday, March 6, 2018 Why:  Things need to be let go.  Warnings: None?

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Michael had been bugged about the text messages between himself and Joshua since the night before, work a welcoming distraction when homework didn’t do much to keep his mind from running to any and every conclusion. His focus was shot by the time he was finished with work, and as much as he wanted to head back to the Horizon’s dorms and just sleep the night away, he still needed to talk with Joshua.

Fingers running through his hair, tussling it and getting it out of his eyes, Michael pulled his phone out as he stepped out of the coffee shop and texted Joshua.

Mich: Hey, what’s your address? I’m coming over.

Locking the screen, Michael leaned against the brick wall next to the windows as he waited for a response. A part of him had a feeling what this was going to be about, from what their conversation last night. Michael would never wish even his worst of enemies to go through that--to lose a parent. Michael had experience of losing a parent; having only lost his dad a few years ago. It was an experience that shook him to the core, even if he knew that it was an inevitable outcome with his long time illness. The cold chill of the night made Michael pull his jacket closer to him, hearing his phone ding, cutting through the silence.