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ANNABETH
"I'm bored."
"Percy, the word's not going to make any sense if you say it even one more time."
"I'm bored."
Annabeth gently closed the book she was reading and leaned back on the tree that she and Percy were sitting on. The temperature was boiling, and everybody in camp was either in a bad temper or bored. In this heat, there was barely anything to do. All lessons had been called off as well.
"Percy, you've been saying that for the past half hour. What do you want us to do, exactly?" Annabeth sighed.
"I dunno." He said dully, "Something, that's for sure."
"How about you go play with the Iris guys?" Annabeth said trying to get him up and off of his butt.
"Last time I tried that, I had 'fuschia pink' hair for a month. Eventually Lou Ellen managed to make it black again. Or was that hair color?" Percy added as an afterthought.
"You can help the Stolls in whatever they're planning." She suggested.
"Do you want to wake up to a dozen daddy long legs in your bunk?" He asked.
"NO! Okay, this is a winner. Get a makeover from the Aphrodite cabin!" Annabeth said grinning.
"No, Annie. Just no."
"Practice sword fighting?"
"Been there, done that."
"Javelin throwing?"
"Tried it this morning."
"Foot racing?"
"I'm still slower than the nymphs. In tree form."
"Archery?"
Percy turned around to face Annabeth. He was deadly serious.
"Seriously?" He said.
"Fine," Annabeth said defiantly. "You go on being a grump." She went back to reading her book.
'The architecture of Ancient Greece is of a trabeated or "post and lintel" form, i.e. it is composed of upright beams (posts) supporting horizontal beams (lintels). Although the existent buildings of the era are constructed in stone, it is clear that the origin of the style lies in simple wooden structures, with vertical posts supporting beams which carried a ridged roof. The posts and beams divided the walls into regular compartments which could be left as openings, or filled with sun dried bricks, lathes or straw and covered-'
"I'm bored."
"PERSUES JACKSON! IF I HAD YOUR POWERS, RIGHT NOW YOU'D BE SOAKED TO THE BONE!" Annabeth shouted.
"Sorry…" Percy whispered and continued staring at the blazing sun.
Gods, that kid really gets onto her nerves sometimes. Anyway, She went back to her book.
'-with clay daub or plaster. Alternately, the spaces might be filled with rubble. It is likely that many early houses and temples were-'
"Oh, hi Leo!" Percy called, "Say hello Annabeth!"
"SERIOUSLY PERCY. I WILL TORTURE YOU WITH MY KNITTING SKIL-" Annabeth stopped in midsentence. Oh. It was Leo.
"Hello, Annabeth." She said grumpily.