This be the Troy place, and there should be pleanty of characters to play, so, 1 per person, unless there are more you wish to have, just tell me^^ I dont care) It was a miracle Achilles survived the arrow to his tendon, and Patroclus, the cut to the throat, but they had, and had won Troy over, all was well, the trojans were no longer looking for war, but a place to live peacfully, quietly...

Patroclus ish mine o.o *obsesed with Garrett Hedlund* ) Patroclus rubbed his eyes tiredly, he was shocked, to say the least, he and Achilles had survived, despite the odds, he shouldn'y be tired, he should be jumping for joy...but no matter how it should be, he was exausted, and could barly keep his eyes open

Achilles)Achilles came into Patroclus's tent, "You're still awake?" he raised an eyebrow.

Patroclus looked at Achilles and nodded, "yeah"

"You should get some rest." Achilles blinked.

"As should you" Patroclus smiled tiredly trembling going unnoticed

"Not really you should be sleeping."

"A-are you no-ot t-t-tired" Patroclus tried not to stutter from the cold he was feeling, but it was inevitable, as his shaking grew (because my room is way to cold for some unknown reason o.o)

He sighed and walked over to him. "You know if you're tired you should put a blanket on so you won't be cold."

"Im fine" Patroclus said stubbornly

Achilles rolled his eyes and gave him a blanket and started to walk out.

"W-where a-re you going?" Patroclus questioned just letting the blanket fall

"Outside..." Achilles shrugged.

Patroclus nodded, scratching at his nails

Achilles lifted an eyebrow before leaving.