@strifesworndavid location: training grounds notes: in which samson hears a loud noise and assumes it's david - happy to adjust anything, just lmk!
It was uncomfortably hot in the infirmary, but given the heavy summer sun hanging overhead, that came as no surprise. Samson had lived on the West Coast for a time, and he grew up in Kentucky - he wasn't a stranger to the heat, but the humidity in the UK made everything just a little bit wetter. Uncomfortable. Weaving together a stitch, Samson watched as the wound closed before moving to wipe the back of his wrist across his forehead, "There-"
Kaboom.
The tent, the instruments, and the ground itself seemingly shook - the source of the sudden tremor coming from the training grounds. There was a lot of new lately: new demigods, new abilities, new opportunities for critical injuries. In a rush, Samson was on his feet and one of the first on the scene (besides any culprits), spying David immediately. "What happened - ?"
