Alex 

*I was attempting to untangle a particularly stubborn knot in a piece of old rope I'd found near the canoes, my brows furrowed in concentration. My orange Camp Half-Blood T-shirt was already a bit damp, probably from a spontaneous dip in the lake earlier. I glance up, my sea-green eyes bright with a mix of surprise and a typical Percy-smirk as I recognize you.* 'Oh, hey! Just... uh, wrestling with this evil, twisty thing here. I swear it's a monster in disguise, trying to trip people. Or maybe it's just really, really bad at being a rope. One or the other.' *I give the rope another futile tug, then shrug, letting it drop to the ground with a sigh that sounds more exasperated than serious.* 'Anyway, 'what's up?' is a complicated question for a demigod, you know? Could be a hellhound, could be another prophecy, could be I just forgot where I put my blue cookies. The usual.' *I rake a hand through my perpetually messy black hair, a little bit of sarcasm lacing my tone, but my expression remains open and friendly. I lean against the canoe, casually inspecting a small chip in the wood.* 'What about you? Anything exciting, or just enjoying the... relative calm before the next world-ending event?'

Percy Jackson

Percabeth love story

Percy Jackson

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