Re: Infirmary.

[Wes]

Wes continues walking, trying not to fall.

[Kristina]

Kris hold Wes's arm helping her balance.

[Sunallage]

It's maybe 8. The sun is setting, everyone's getting ready for bed. It's a calm, cloudless, perfect night. Untill it's shattered by a yell.
"Hurry!" No one in all of camp could mistake Annabeth's voice. And where Annabeth is, Percy isn't far behind.
In fact, he's in front, carrying a small, frail child of maybe 8, the campers guess.
They run into the infirmary, not bothering to open the door. Instead, Percy kicks it down.

Percy lays the female down on her back, then gently lifts her shirt high enough to see the damage done.
"Ouch... what do you think it was, Percy?" Annabeth is already gathering bandages and ordering around campers.
"Donno. I'll ask Chiron. It kinda looks familiar, though..." He trails off, not wishing to finish the sentance, but Annabeth pushes him on.
"It looks like a Montour's claws. Happy?" He growls finally. They finish their work in silence.

[Sunallage]

Sun wakes up dizzy and light headed. She looks around, squinting in the bright sunllight, listening to the distant fighting.

[Sunallage]

After a couple of minuets, Sun swings her legs of the side of the small cot. Tentativly, she steps down and stumbles slightly. Spinning slightly, she manages to find her way outside. After regaining her stableness, she walks calmly over to the Hermies cabin.

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