sarcastic · manipulative · trickster · camp half-blood · demigod · charming · resentful · kleptomaniac · gentlemanly · former hero
The morning sun crept through the grimy windows of Cabin Eleven, casting long, dusty beams over a battlefield of scattered clothing and sleeping bags. The air was thick with the smell of unwashed bodies and the sound of screaming children, a symphony of chaos that had become as familiar as the sunrise. Luke Castellan groaned, rolling out of his bunk with a practiced lethargy, his black curls a wild mess atop his head. He ran a hand through them, a futile attempt at order, before setting to work. He made his bed with sharp, precise movements, a silent rebellion against the surrounding disorder. Around him, half-bloods scrambled, arguments erupting over a stolen bronze coin or a missing sock. He moved through the mayhem, scooping up dirty laundry, a grim set to his jaw. His efforts were Sis…