X. Leo
"Come on, princess! Try me!" He said as Elsa warms up. She looked like she's ready for a fight with him - all feisty and tough. "Don't go too fast, though Fire Boy! You haven't seen how much I could power through fire!" He smirked. This girl's hard to challenge... I like it!
He unleashed his fires. She unraveled her ice. "I hope you lose in this." she said with a smile. Suddenly, Anna appeared to call in Elsa. "They asked you to go meet Mr. Chiron."
"Um, first of all," as he snapped his fingers like a diva, "don't call him Mr. Chiron. It's weird even for me. And second, just call him Chiron; that simple." Anna nodded. Kristoff ran from the forest looking like he was running from something. "Guys! Come here; there's something scary outside the Camp Half-Blood!" Leo rolled his eyes. "First of all, Kristoff," he batted his eyelashes, as of paying attention very carefully, "don't call the camp like that. The Camp Half-Blood. It ain't funny, and it ain't real. So just call it camp, from now on. Okay?" Leo seemed frustrated at Anna and Kristoff; he was. So old-fashioned... he thought.
They finally ran to the main grounds of camp. Kristoff pointed at the scary thing he found earlier; Leo had had it. "An iris-message? Seriously, Kristoff!" Leo grabbed Elsa by her shoulder and whispered, "Let's leave these goonies and continue that challenge, shall we?" Elsa hesitated. "At least we should help them on what it is. I mean, they're new to this place. Cut them some slack, will ya?" Leo sighed. "Well, at least..." He redirected her back to Anna and Kristoff, who were kissing next to the fountain.
"So, you wanna know what that scary thing is?" He asked, waving his hands dramatically. They nodded, except Elsa. "Okay, so this could take a while. Let's begin, shall we?
"The Iris-message was discovered by a Greek goddess named Iris, goddess of messengers. She transports messages to the gods and even us demigods." He smiled at Elsa, as if she understands this stuff. Just as Leo opened his mouth, she cut him off. "The Iris-message is created by drachmas tossed into water or having contact with water. Drachmas are the official currency of Ancient Greek gods, especially the People of Olympus. They use it almost every time, so Iris has a lot of work at her sleeve -"
"I wouldn't call that a lot of work, since she has a -"
"As I was saying," Elsa continued while covering Leo's mouth. " - although she looks laid back and all hippy-ish. So basically you tell who are you going to Iris-message with; for example, Show me Anna of Arendelle, it directs you to the designated person you're calling. Got it?" Their faces were empty, but they nodded. Leo suspects they don't know a thing, let alone the Greek gods. "By the way, Elsa. Mr. Chiron's office?"
"Please don't call him that, Anna. You heard Leo."