Reinforcing weapons

Alright follow me to the beach then. Oh and it's probably going to be a bit dangerous considering my dad is fighting Oceanus at this very moment. I say heading to the beach.

"Okay," I said, following him.

(just tell me if this is a closed post or if you don't want my character in it :)

"Oh, she will." Macy said as she entered the armory. Her tight, tight dark brown and light highlighted curls bounced as she descended the steps. Macy was 16 and stood at 4'11, although her hair added a few inches. She wore her black hiking boots and regular khaki shorts with the traditional camp halfblood t-shirt and plain gold jacket. Macy was the daughter of Zeus. She sat down at on top of a work table.

It was during 3rd period which she always skipped for reasons no one but herself knew. 3rd period was horse lessons. Macy deepest darkest, most embarrassing (to her at least)was that she is deathly afraid of horses. She hadn't shown up for one lesson. But wasn't unlike her to skip classes. She usually skipped archery and went to the arena to practice with her daggers. Macy could be fun, mischievously funny, and sarcastic to her close friends. But to new people, she could be hostile and skeptical, coming from past experience.

I walk in