surprise surprise [private]

Dana hadn't been able to stand camp much for the past few months. All those damned Romans coming in with their goddamned snooty selves, like who the hell cares about those brats? Not her, certainly. They offered little to nothing beneficial to the Greek camp, and Dana was not averse to smacking a Roman in the face with his or her or their own gladius because they decided to comment on how this camp was so much more disorganized than their's.

So there she was, wandering through the streets of New York in the light of the mid-afternoon atmosphere. Snow was everywhere; she could see her breath faintly in the air as she exhaled, wrapping her pink and red scarf tighter around her neck to keep it from falling off. Dana had spent about half an hour in a McDonalds before leaving to wander again, which had been pleasant enough -- their coffee had been hot enough to burn her tongue, but whatever.

She sniffled and checked her watch. 4:50 pm.

Lysander took a trip to the streets of NYC. He wore jeans, a Nike shirt and blue hoodie, and a black beanie over his long hair, along with gloves and an extra layer in the form of a red and blue coat. Lys had a CB dagger with him, for back up (he hoped that the mortals didn't see it as a knife or anything, especially when he went places). He just felt like getting out of camp for the day. He took a stop at a fast food restaraunt, then headed past a antique shop of some type. He looked at the clock inside there, quickly; it read 4:50. He decided it'd probably be best to get back to camp. He exited the shop, after telling the ladies there that he was just there to see the time.

As he looked around for a cab, he saw a sports store. He grinned, going in, taking his coat off. He looked at the basketball stuff and looked for some new high tops, even though he had only 20 dollars on him. Lys admired them for a second, before deciding he should probably leave- again. He went to leave, when more things caught his eye; colorful socks. He chuckled. Is it really that important? Well, yeah... he picked them up, and bough them, just as he was knocked to the floor, followed by screaming and running. He saw the entrance was like, torn apart. Above him, stood a....

A Cyclops.