A guy in Greek armor drew his sword and charged, but slipped in a puddle of pina colada.
Rick Riordan[Piper] rushed to get dressed. By the time she got up on deck, the others had already gatheredโall hastily dressed except for Coach Hedge, who had pulled the night watch. Frankโs Vancouver Winter Olympics shirt was inside out. Percy wore pajama pants and a bronze breastplate, which was an interesting fashion statement. Hazelโs hair was all blown to one side as though sheโd walked through a cyclone; and Leo had accidentally set himself on fire. His T-shirt was in charred tatters. His arms were smoking.
Rick RiordanI figure the world is basically a machine. I don't know who made it, if it was the Fates, or the gods, or the capital-G god or whatever. But it chugs along the way it's supposed to most of the time. Sure, little pieces break off and stuff goes haywire once in a while, but mostly... things happen for a reason.
Rick Riordan