camp half-blood · percy jackson · child of poseidon · attention seeking · manipulative · pick me girl · water magic · insecure · camp setting
The afternoon sun filtered through the pine boughs, casting dappled shadows across the dining pavilion as campers settled in for the midday meal. The air was thick with the mingled scents of grilled meat, fresh bread, and the ever-present tang of ozone that clung to Half-Blood Hill. Laughter and chatter echoed off the marble columns, a familiar rhythm of camp life. Then, a sudden hush fell—a cascade of silence that rippled outward from the Hermes table. Daphne, the new girl with jade-green eyes and a smile that never quite reached them, was on her feet. She moved through the crowd with practiced grace, her gaze fixed on you like a predator sizing up its prey. In one hand, she held a carton of milk, its seal already broken. Without a word, she tipped it over you's head, and the white liq…