<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Avatars/Tempest1_zps690d3e74.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tempest Stuart (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=207204.msg10250333#msg10250333)<br/><strong>Cabin:</strong>Poseidon<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 22, Dawn<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Dimitri Demopoulos<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Morning swim<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Bikini in blue (http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/Clothes/d59cc791-6535-45c5-99e5-d4ae8f65812f_zps4bafa653.jpg)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>He could have made a sarcastic remark about her nickname for him. She was well aware that he'd probably heard it before, but if he wanted something better he was going to have to earn it. His little trick didn't earn him creative, especially since he'd probably used it dozens of times, and likely as a means of flirting with other girls. She wasn't some common normal, or one of the abundant children of one of the lesser gods. She was a daughter of Poseidon, one of only two known to currently exist and she and her sister were, as far as she could tell, as different as night and day. Each unique in their own way...if he wanted better than banal, boring, nickname, he would have to step up his game.<br/><br/>The fact that he was amusing her gave her reason to give him that time...for now.<br/><br/>She didn't want to let him know she was amused by him though, and found it hard not to let her lips twitch when he semi-threatened to touch her to zap her again. She wondered if he was really that arrogant, to threaten a child of Poseidon within her own element and think it would stand, of if he was just trying to be amusing. Within this lake, he simply wouldn't get the chance to touch her if she didn't want him to! It's not like it would be difficult to hold him in place and as the thought crossed her mind she smirked slightly and used the water itself to push him back, and hold him back, gently. He could move in any direction he chose, except toward her.<br/><br/><strong>"You can't touch me, if you can't reach me,"</strong>she mentioned blandly before letting her body shift in the water. Tired of treading water she let herself go and simply floated on her back, letting the water cradle her, her hair fanning out around like a halo in the lake's small, ever shifting, eddies.<br/><br/><strong>"Ahhhhh, and he finally answers a question!"</strong>she said, glancing at his outstretched hand and giving a small smirk as she ignored it. She'd be a fool to take it after he had all but promised to shock her by touch!<strong>"I'll admit to minor pleasure in the meeting Sparky, you've made my morning far more amusing than my usual swims. Welcome to Camp Half-Blood, if you need practice learning a bit of charm to go with the flirting, I can point you toward the Aphrodite cabins, they might take pity on you,"</strong>she added with a small smirk. She considered splashing him again but left it for now, the verbal back and forth was plenty entertaining.