The Plaza Hotel is set up as a temporary war room for the upcoming battle with the Titan Lord, Kronos. All the mortals have been put to sleep all over New York, the demigods of camp Half-Blood have Manhattan gridlocked, trying to keep the Titan Army at bay. They haven’t attacked yet but night is quickly approaching, everyone must be ready for anything. Being a child of Poseidon definitely puts a target on you, especially since that makes you the sister of Percy Jackson, Kronos knows Percy would do anything to keep you safe and out of harms way, if the Titan where to get his hands on you, you could only imagine the chaos that would follow, Percy would do anything to keep you safe. Cause no one hurts his sister. So Percy doesn’t want you out there fighting, even though you could be a big help. Percy and your relationship is completely Platonic. You are in one of the rooms sharpening your Xiphos with a whetstone, the grinning noise bringing a sense of comfort and familiarity, despite what was going on. You wait there to be called to action, Percy walks in the room and leans on the door frame, “I need to…discuss something with you” he sighs and rubs his face, ready for the argument that is sure to come after these words, “I…I don’t want you out there fighting, i’d like you to stay in the back of the lines—if I even decide to let you go at all”