💗🩰🧠━━ In which Nicoletta Rossi's curved fingers marked a tombed heart. Her only hope is that it isn't the one she loves.
"Fem!Oc X Percy Jackson!"
"The Titans Curse/The Battle of The Labyrinth!"
Started: 9/7/21
Finished: TBD
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( 'she's a total man-eater, dude!' )
CELESTE ANGELA DIAMANTÉ WAS A LETHAL BITCH. The girl owned many hats, the Italian tabloids loved to call her 'Satan in high heels.' Celeste herself liked the term 'Devil who wears Prada' more, but she digressed.
Even with the title of Italy's most violent femme, she regularly followed Aubrey Hepburn's famous beauty tips, her favorite being 'for a slim figure, share your food with the hungry,' even if she detested poor people. Celeste hated many things, such as conservative clothing, her stepmother's singing, bland people, the Holidays, etc, etc the list goes on.
But what she hated the most in the current situation was Annabeth Chase. The blonde girl with flawless curls was interrogating her to no end, fetching her last bit of sanity and rapping it in between the six-syllable words she spoke in such a brisk way which gave her a headache.
"I'm not sure if you're hearing me correctly," she emphasized. See, the second Celeste had walked through the borders at Camp-Halfblood the girl was sitting there, waiting. The pillars that held the entrance of the camp up were scattered with moss and vines, something Celeste usually found ugly but in this case, it looked beautiful and natural. Coiled around a pine tree was a huge dragon, which looked like it was sleeping. On one of the elevated branches was a Golden Fleece, which looked more expensive than the shawl wrapped around her shoulders. ( she didn't like that, like, at all ). Any skepticism of this world Nicoletta illustrated was washed away and replaced with slight fear. With a pompous look in her calculating grey eyes, Annabeth opened her mouth again. "Any superficial powers? Absurdities? Stronger Demigods have more enormities when it comes to monsters, you know with their scent, we need to know if any of them followed you here."
"Why are you literally talking to me like I'm five?" Celeste rolled her eyes under her sunglasses, about five shades too black for anyone to see her eyes but could guess what she wanted to do by her puckered lips, but it was really just farce, a facade to hide her slight fear.
The girl who had practically kidnapped her, Nicoletta, unfortunately, noticed this and refuted: "Hey, hey, it's okay. I already checked, it's all safe."
Annabeth scowled deeply at the girl, sheathing her pointy, dagger-thingy while shaking her head. "Safe? We don't hear from you in months, and that's the first thing you say? When's the last time you've spoken to Percy?"
Celeste raised an eyebrow in amusement, watching as Theodore Mancini ( who was incredibly handsome, might she add. How does this Nicoletta chick get all the hot ones? ) looked up with a complex look on his face, added in with his glasses, he looked like a confused puppy.
