<div class="floatleft">(http://www.dailymalemodels.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/Mikkel-Jensen-Greg-Vaughan-Dailymalemodels-01-290x290.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Dimitri Demopoulos. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=207204.msg10172046#msg10172046)<br/><strong>Cabin:</strong>#1, Zeus.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Camp Half-Blood.<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 22nd; Dawn.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Tempest Stuart.<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Wearing: Nothing.<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>There was a little shift in the water, and he felt it all over his skin. The evidence of change was written all over her face too, as she paused for a second to concentrate on something. He didn't know what she did, but suddenly the water around him felt a little different. He couldn't exactly put his finger on what happened to it, but it quickly started to feel lighter and easier to float in. He didn't know the details. but he gathered it was something that would make his little static shocks ineffective. It brought a smirk to his lips, especially when she decided to give him a nickname as...creative and original as Sparky. As if that wasn't thrown around commonly enough. Then again he did set himself up for it but shocking her with a spark, so he couldn't complain.<br/><br/>All of a sudden she did go on a small rant about his satisfaction and heritage, and how he seemed to be content about being a Zeus bastard rather than a person with a name. Wow, she seemed to really harbor some ill feelings towards Uncle Poseidon. She had to if she felt this strongly about things. It's not like she didn't have a point, she just said everything with such gusto you'd think she was some sort of advocate. "Dad and I are...quite alright actually. He's kind of a prick but we get along from the most part. We share the unfortunate condition of a hieghtend libido." He joked, before she decided she would show him how its done and introduce herself first. He crossed his arms in the water playfully, watching her go on about herself. Tempest was quite the unique name, though she confirmed his speculation about her heritage and added some extra information for the sake of it.<br/><br/>He mock clapped a few times when she was finished, teasing still with a playful smile on his lips. "So that's what you did. Smart, Tempest. Purify the water so I can't conduct it anymore." He smirked, clearly more amused than annoyed now. "but that doens't really apply if I touch you directly, does it?" He teased again with a hint of a wicked grin on his lips, threatning her back for just a moment to keep things nice and plafully tense before he laughed and dropped the facade.<br/><br/>"Well, since you're so curious, and I can't turn down someone so fiery." Oh, the irony. "I'll fold." He raised his hand from the water, extending it teasingly between them. "Dimitri Demopoulos. Son of Zeus, Lightning wielder, and shameless flirt. I arrived here yesterday, and as you can tell, I'm very good at making friends. Especially firecracker blondes." He paused, flashing a charming smile, a genuine one for the first time since their meeting. "I may not be that good with a sword, but I grantee you I have more tricks up my sleeve than little static shocks. The pleasure is all mine, Tempest."