Demetrius had tied his braids up and pulled them back in a ponytail. He wore swim-shorts and no shirt, basking in the rain as it beat down on him. He glanced up to the sky and winked, a silent thank you to his father. He picked up his surfboard and wafted a hand at one of the many rain puddles that began to form on the ground to coagulate the water into a small pond with enough motion for his surfboard to skirt across the top. Arms extended out to either side as he pretended to shred massive waves, an occasional "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" voiced his pleasure with such a mundane activity.

  He carried himself with the swagger of an earthly mortal rap-star. He hadn't bothered registering for classes or even signing in so the teachers and administrators knew he was indeed present. After all, his father was [i]Poseidon[/i], one of the big dogs of the pantheon; it's not like they'd have the gall to suspend him or expel him. One word to pops and this whole place gets drowned! And so he continued as is, idle surfing along a thick body of water in the courtyard of the school--he watched as more responsible students made their way into the academy and did the things he should have been doing. It didn't bother him much--he'd get to it eventually.