#trinna

THEY WOULD BE THE BESTIES EVER.

(Little snippet of what Trinna is doing there and her initial reaction. I also didn’t know how exactly Bea would respond …..)

Trin & Bea’s First Meeting:

Trinna sat atop a high cliff within the camp’s boarders. She hid herself in the shadow of her wings, attempting to separate herself from the world around her. Camp had always been her home, the only one she ever really knew, but now it felt so foreign. It was like she was in another’s skin. Everything felt wrong. Whether she was training or sitting with her half siblings as they all laughed until it hurt, she was tense. She couldn’t laugh with them. She couldn’t focus on her training. She couldn’t do anything, and she knew the reason. The one person who knew her, the one person who understood her, the one person who truly felt like family, left her behind. Those words rang in her head, “The gods don’t care about us, Trin! Can’t you see that!?” It was uncanny seeing Luke act with such anger toward the gods, and what made it worse is that Trinna sat on the cliff side, wishing she could see what Luke did. She wanted to say yes to his absurd idea. To join Luke in “dethroning the gods.” It was an idiotic plan; she knew that, but if she knew how camp would be after he left, she might have just accepted. And that’s what she hated. She would’ve accepted. She knew she had no reason to and maybe it was dumb to think it would fix her, but maybe it wouldn’t have been so bad. Maybe Luke was right, the gods didn’t actually care. Maybe her father was just toying with her when he responded to her letters, but… it never felt like it. And if that was the case, if Hermes really didn’t ever care about her, then she would really have no one. That could’ve been the real reason she denied Luke’s idea. If she had joined him, she would have been accepting that her whole life was a lie, that everything that happened was a facade. She couldn’t accept that, but it doesn’t change how awful camp had become. Not only did everything feel wrong, but everyone acted like she was just about to snap at any moment. The camp knew Trinna hung around her brother a lot, they must’ve suspected that she was still in contact with him. Maybe they even thought she was a spy of some sort. It just made the whole “you’re the new counselor” idea a living nightmare. How could she be a counselor? Sure, everyone always thought she was anyway, but that was Luke’s job! He was better with people, Trinna was better at being annoyed by people. That whole problem was pretty easy to sort out though, she just told the Stoll brothers they were in charge. Of course, she had to get involved if they ever went too far, but that was nearly never the case because half the time it was too entertaining not to allow.

These thoughts went on and on as she waited for the day to pass— until she was interrupted. A strange sound and a gust of wind caught her attention. She lowered her wing and peered at whoever made the sound, unrealistically hoping to see Luke coming to cheer her up, but expecting the Stoll brothers coming to pester her with her own responsibilities. She stared at the shadow underneath a pair of purple sneakers hovering a foot off the ground without processing how it defied the laws of physics. Then the sneakers landed in the grass, and the initial thought “wait, that’s not how that works” hit her like a truck, immediately followed with, “whose shoes are those?????” She looked up to see the person who had interrupted her thoughts and leaped to her feet with her wings fully spread out in excitement. “NO WAY!?!???!!!” Trinna exclaimed, she stared in utter shock at the large, raven-like wings attached to the girl in front of her. The excitement overshadowed the off-putting aura and mystery of the stranger. Trinna stammered for a moment, then just pointed at the girl and managed the word, “WINGS?!”

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YESYESYESYESYES THEY WOULD GE GREAT FRIENDS. AND TRIN DEFINITELY LOVES MAKING DEADPAN JOKES THATS PERFECT