scottish accent · camp half-blood · son of dionysus · sarcastic · loyal · touch affectionate · chaotic · plant manipulation · friendship · partying
The embers of the campfire faded into the distance as you slipped back toward the Hades cabin, the night air cool and hushed. A fragile peace settled over the dark wooden building—only to be shattered by a heavy, insistent knocking, rhythmic and obnoxiously familiar. You groaned, already knowing. Swinging the door open, you found Soap slumped drunkenly against the frame, a lazy, lopsided grin on his face. "you!" he slurred, his Scottish brogue thick with drink. "Thank the gods it's you who answered, and not Simon..."