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[lefthandedgenius]

[Whatever else that's been going on, Lydia Martin's headache went from a mild nagging ache to her being almost blind with pain and deaf to anything but to what she's described as a thousand people trying to whisper in her ear all at the same time, resulting in her ending up in the care of Apollo's offspring.

Somehow, on the morning of the 21st, Lydia manages to evade the healers and stumble outside to the strawberry fields. No one, not even Lydia quite knows how what happens next occurs, but at some point during the mid-morning an ear splitting SCREAM can be heard all across the camp. Campers, nymphs, satyrs, even the animals can hear her.

It is so much more than just one young woman's scream. It has an echoing quality, layers of sound that seem filled with the stuff of nightmares.

For those who investigate, they will find Lydia there in the strawberry fields, alert, aware, and inexplicably healed of the sensory overload that has been occurring over the last few days.]

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[ensared]

[ After the morning training session with the Legion, Gale took off into the woods. It's the usual schedule, checking the snares and practicing his archery skills out here in the (relatively) wild. He's deep into the wilderness, heading toward one of his most effective snares within camp boundaries, when he hears the scream and immediately turns and runs back toward the source, dropping his plans without a second thought.

Even as he runs toward it, the sound leaves him feeling haunted and chilled to the bones. He's heard screams before, but none have ever been like that. A monster? No mortal could make that sound. If that is true, the boundaries must not be as strong as the centaur believes.

Reaching the edge of the woods, Gale stops, looking around the strawberry fields. Nothing looks overly suspicious, but... What is she doing out here after that? ] Lydia, did you hear that?

[lefthandedgenius]

[Lydia's half-dressed but alert, her skin tone restored to its usual healthy glow. She looks...refreshed, even. Though when Gale shows up she swallows and looks away from him. She hasn't lied to him about her heritage, but she's never told him about her paternal ancestry. Who her grandmother is. She feels oddly ashamed about that.]

It was me. I'm sorry.

[ensared]

[ His brow furrows as he takes in the sight of her, recalling how she bad she'd looked just yesterday. And that scream was nothing normal - certainly not something Gale would expect to come out of a small girl like her. So there's a fair amount of skepticism when he speaks. ]

That was you?

[lefthandedgenius]

[She takes a big breath. After the scream, the pain is gone and she appears quite lucid.]

You know I'm daughter of Aphrodite. [She winces.] But I'm also the granddaughter of Melinoe, the goddess of nightmares and she is the daughter of Hades. The scream...it ties into all of that. [She closes her eyes a moment, perhaps afraid to see if he's stepping away from her.] It's complicated. Something happened a few days ago that made me sick...it's complicated.

[wintersergeant]

[Bucky had gotten up for some early morning shooting practice; Lydia screams just as he fires a shot. Thankfully his parentage means he doesn't miss too badly, but it's enough to get him to run off the field and track down the screamer]

Anyone else hear that?

[lefthandedgenius]

[Lydia's bare feet are wet from the damp strawberry leaves, and she seems somewhat startled, looking around and only in a faint state of shock.]

Bucky! I'm sorry. That was me. I didn't know I needed to do that. If I'd realized that I'd have screamed much sooner.

[wintersergeant]

Lydia?

[Well, at least it's not a monster]

What was that? That wasn't a regular scream.

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[fowlisfair]

[The highly unusual scream is definitely what sets Artemis into finding the source. He starts flying in barn owl shape, and when he spots the unusual figure in the strawberry fields, he has a pretty good guess that she's the cause of it. Artemis lands on the ground and then shifts back to human form.]

Not to be rude or anything, but was that you screaming a moment ago?

[lefthandedgenius]

[Lydia has started to make her way out of the fields when she's stopped short by the owl who becomes a boy. Just another day in Camp Halfblood, right? She keeps her answer succinct.]

Yeah. Sorry, I - I was sick, and it made me better. I kind of didn't have a choice.

[fowlisfair]

[Artemis raises an eyebrow.]

Miraculous scream, then, if it's cured you of your sickness. Nothing to apologize for necessarily, though some warning would be nice. It sounded very much like you were grievously injured.

[thestarspangledman]

[--Well that's certainly one of the stranger noises he's heard at camp. He'd been heading back to his cabin, but -- if there's someone in trouble, especially if it's a gal -- he has to investigate, right? So he's hurrying over to the strawberry fields as quick as he can, pausing to catch his breath before he heads to Lydia.]

Did you hear that?

[lefthandedgenius]

[Oh, Steve. You're such a sweetie. Lydia gives him a rueful look.]

I caused that. Sorry.

[She's been apologizing a lot.]

[thestarspangledman]

Oh. Is everything alright? [Because the look on his face says he will MESS SHIT UP if anyone bothered Lydia. :| Never mind that he knows she is perfectly capable of taking care of herself.]

[weneedasign]

[Enjolras is not one of the best healers out of the Apollo cabin, so he's left Lydia's care to his siblings. He'd seen her before, and heard bits and pieces about what had been going on. He'd put it out of his mind though, chalking it up to her having a stress headache or something.

On the morning of the 21st he had gone out to the Archery range, wanting to practice a little before he had to teach some of the younger campers. The scream caught him off guard, the arrow he'd fired going off course and lodging itself in the ground a few yards away from the target.

His head snapped around, trying to pinpoint where it came from as he slings his bow over his shoulder, grabbing his quiver.

It's not much longer before he reaches the strawberry field, looking around. Nothing seems out of place. Nothing except maybe Lydia. He hurries his pace, reaching her in a few quick strides.]

Are you alright? Did you see what made that noise?

[lefthandedgenius]

[Lydia looks faintly startled to be aware of her surroundings without pain, and blinks briefly at Enjolras before answering.]

I made that noise. I'm sorry. I hadn't realized I needed to until my body forced it on me, I guess.

[weneedasign]

Come again?

[He's staring at her, eyebrows raising in disbelief. How in the world could she make that kind of sound?]

[unplucked]

[ The scream is the most alarming thing she's heard here so far, so of course she immediately sets out to investigate what the problem is. She's jogging toward what she thinks is the source of the noise, her speed increasing once she spots Lydia just outside the fields. ]

Lydia? Lydia! Are you hurt?!

[ She asks, concerned. ]

[lefthandedgenius]

[Lydia lets out a breath, the expression on her face one of relief.]

Not anymore.

[unplucked]

What's wrong? What happened?

[ She wastes no time in running up to her and drawing her arms around her. ]

[pyrkagia]

[Dany is, as she's been for the past few days, out training with her dragons, working on their ability to respond to calls and key words. It's going well - well, at least until this. The loudest scream Daenerys has ever heard erupts across camp, and the dragons literally go flying away from her, charging towards the sound.

Which is why Daenerys starts running across camp to follow them - and hopefully to reel them all back to her. They lead her to the strawberry fields, and she's glistening a little, sweating from running.]

Lydia! Look out!

[lefthandedgenius]

[Lydia looks up, sees the dragons. Are they going to target her? She's not sure whether she should run - would it attract them, make them chase her? Or try to make herself small. She decides instead simply to remain ready in the event that any of them try to swoop at her or breathe fire. She's hoping at least one of them won't outright hurt her.]

Dany! Can you call them off?

[pyrkagia]

I can try!

[The dragons move to circle above the strawberry fields, and it's at this moment that Dany wishes she could fly lke them, circle the air and swoop in like a true dragon would do, their mother, and reign them all in. Instead, she has to resort to shouting her commands in Greek, trying to pull them in. Rhaegal comes first, but there's the matter of the other two.]

Do you...do you have any snacks on you?

[She starts digging through the pack at her side, trying to see if there's that Ziploc of charred meat she keeps with her.]

[usernameallison]

[That bright, high-pitched noise resonates through camp again, and Scott knows it. It makes him sit up in bed ramrod straight, his clothes a little rumpled from waking up so fast. It doesn't help that his newly-impacted amazing hearing amplifies everything, and he has to cover his ears for a second before he pulls off his covers and runs, runs to the strawberry field as fast as he can, calling out her name. He's blowing his cover a bit, but right now, he doesn't care. Lydia's his friend and she could be in trouble again. He was there that first night, even if she might not have recognized her, and he's worried.]

Lydia...? Lydia!

[lefthandedgenius]

[Lydia looks pretty stunned, standing there in the strawberry fields, her bare feet wet from the morning dew. She looks up at blinks at Scott's frantic approach. She can certainly understand why he's alarmed, but she's faintly puzzled as to why he sounds so concerned. More than just what the hell was that?, he was concerned about her, and they've been something slightly less than friends but on a higher level than acqaintances, mostly.

She's touched.]

Scott? It's okay...I was...wait, you knew it was me before you got here?

[usernameallison]

I-I...I think I saw you? I saw it was you from far away.

[He pauses for a moment, because crap, no, that was too hasty. Lydia's smarter than that, from what he knows about her, and...he's not great at spinning these elaborate tales without Stiles or Heather to help him make one. He's not stupid, he just works better as a team, always.

And...Lydia was there with him. She deserves that sort of honesty. He lowers his voice.]

I saw you, the other night. In the woods. I was there.