Lights and spikes (private for the Blaze and the Morgan)

Crystal and her Aphrodite troop entered the lake with the Aphrodite girls chattering non-stop as usual and Crystal being head of the pack, leading them wherever she wanted. Somehow she had managed to keep them under her control after telling them that her god parent was actually a Titan. She expected it to be quite difficult, with people telling her that people were scared of demi-titans. Really, it wasn't. Maybe it was because of that natural glow she had, or at least, that was what she heard. Apparently she had a "glow" that was "quite visible". Probably a metaphor. She used facial wash while washing her face, so...

Crystal and her group settled on some rocks close to the edge of the lake. A few started tanning, a few continued talking, and a few were doing their make-up. Crystal simply sat there, looking around the lake. Her head stopped at a girl sitting on the rock.

Wasn't that the new Demi-Titan chick? she thought to herself.

Crystal gestured for the Aphrodite girls to stay put and walked over the girl. "Aren't you the new Titan girl?" she asked her before realizing that she probably couldn't hear her, hence the headphones.

"That's not a nice way to talk to your cabin mate," Crystal frowned before once again realizing the girl's headphones were on. How rude. To tell her to go away after meeting her was alright, but people rarely did that, but to tell her to f*** off when she actually made an effort? Rude. As. Hell. See, this is why she became so stuck-up.

Oh, yes. She had heard from a few of her cabin mates that this girl was...hot-tempered? Was that the right word? Unapproachable? Bitter? Something like that.

Crystal crossed her arms and waited for the girl to actually acknowledge her presence. She wasn't going to move until she exchanged a few words with the girl and actually learned her name. What a rare thing. Crystal usually didn't care for names, but since this girl was her cabin mate, and Crystal sort of/kind of had a tight knit relationship with them, she was going to be nice to this girl, whatever her name was, and whatever she did to her. Demi-Titan gang or die, am I right?

"Yeah, yeah, that's nice, but I don't think Stella and Gabe would like you calling the Titan cabin a pink Barbie cabin," Crystal replied. Wow, she really fit in with the Aphrodite girls, didn't she? That was perfect. Underestimation equals loss. She didn't plan on hurting any of the demi-Titans, though. Just demigods. The demi-Titans were practically her family here, though, she had hooked up with one of them, but that was besides the point. "Crystal Walters, daughter of Theia. And you are?" she asked calmly.

Crystal decided that now would be a safe time to sit next to the girl, so she kneeled down and looked at the girl, analyzing her features. She had piercings, tattoos, short hair that made her look a bit tomboy-ish, and shockingly distinct facial features. The girl wore clothing that made her look like a punk rock person -- thing -- whatever. Maybe it was just to give off that dangerous type of personality? She was probably one of those girls who wanted to be alone all the time or something.

"Yeah, but relations don't really matter here, do they?" Of course they don't. Otherwise she'd be screwing with (in all meanings) all her- Yeah, let's not continue this.

"Iapetus as in...Bob? Hades' janitor?" She had heard from the Aphrodite girls, who eavesdropped on a lot of conversations and gossiped a ton that Iapetus lost his memory and was convinced to be Hades' janitor. How sad. Thea must've felt ashamed -- y'know, that her father probably didn't remember her and that he, the Titan of mortality, was now a janitor.

"Nice to meet you. Have you met any of our other cabin mates?"

"Bob and Iapetus -- whatever. Same person. You're going to have to accept that one day, because it's true. He's just a degraded version of himself, but you're still his daughter, no matter if it's 'Bob' or 'Iapetus'." That was the smartest thing she's said in a while. Being around mindless airheads who only cared about boys and their looks could really hurt your mental state.

Demi-Titans were known for their big egos and distinct personalities. Crystal, of course, also had a big ego, but it wasn't the same as Gabe's or Stella's ego. Because of those two, Demi-Titans had a reputation for being ruthless and murderers. Somehow she managed to convince her troop otherwise. Sure, some had abandoned her, but really, nothing she couldn't do to destroy them -- and if she couldn't destroy them, she could ruin them.

Thea seemed a lot like most demi-Titans she met -- bitter and violent. Well, maybe she wasn't violent, but she acted quite so. Gabe and Stella were violent and bitter a lot, but surprisingly, they were the ones she was closest to. Firefox bothered her and annoyed her, but she still managed to be friends with her. Wolfgang...she didn't really know well.

"That might be true, but here, in the real world, sadly, people are defined by their body and appearance." She laid down some cold, hard truth. This was the real world too -- not just some fantasy where people are accepted even though they look absolutely d i s g u s t i n g. She didn't live by this, but it's blatantly obvious that some people were quite superficial.

Crystal glanced at her nails once again. She did this often, and it became a habit when she was waiting or bored. She turned her head slightly to sum Thea up. Sort of/kind of pretty, bitter rebel with a small tolerance for goofballs. Yep. Basically. She could do this with a lot of the children here. They fit stereotypes a lot of the time.

Oh, oops. She could have worded that better, but really, Crystal didn't need this girl. But she did. Why? Because she was also a demi-Titan, and demi-Titans stuck together. Not literally, obviously. They'd probably kill each other if that happened.

"And, no. I don't actually indulge in their gossip all the time. I just boss them around," Crystal replied simply. Queen Bees don't interact with worker bees except for some instances. You could say she was the alpha of the pack as well, but the Aphrodite girls weren't exactly worthy of being a "wolf".

"They aren't," Crystal cut in. It was true, the Aphrodite girls were not the best minions, but surely they were good ones. I mean, who doesn't love minions you can control with no problem? "But they're efficient enough. I have a few guys wrapped around my finger too, so, y'know..."

The guys here were not-so surprisingly shallow. It took a few kisses and a bed to have them under her control. Was it because she was a demi-Titan? No, that couldn't be it. People here were supposed to be afraid of demi-Titans. Then what was the cause of her being able to get so many boys? A talent -- flirting. Honestly, she could say that she was as good or even better than most of the Aphrodite girls, mainly because she actually had the brains to think about what to say instead of mindlessly giggling and twirling her hair and making men uncomfortable. Of course, men do make some women uncomfortable, so she supposed it was alright.

"You're hilarious," Crystal replied, rolling her eyes. "They're not all shallow, but yes, most of them are."

It was true. I mean, some people she actually had to put work in to get them to the current state that they were in right now -- pawns on a chessboard. And she was their queen. And if the time ever came for the demi-Titans to like, you know, destroy the demigods, she could wreck them internally. She usually became frustrated if she couldn't break them in a few conversations, though. Which would lead to her destroying them -- physically or socially. She could work with either.

Crystal glared at Thea as she walked off. She just didn't understand the actual power Crystal had, did she? That doesn't matter, though. Crystal would only tolerate her because she was another demi-Titan. Gods, she felt like gagging at the thought of being friends with more than half of the demi-Titans, but she had worse.

She almost burst out laughing once Thea left, but she controlled herself and stood up. She walked back to the Aphrodite girls and told them that it was time to go elsewhere. They all gathered their belongings and followed her who-knows-where.