Age: 10
Birthday: November 10th
Where I Live: Ontario, Canada
Where I was Born: Chicago, Illinois
Personality: Shy, yet defiant when teased.
Weapon: A strange dagger that she found sitting in her windowsill next to the bouquet of flowers. It is long and skinny, and can extend and shorten to a maximum of 3 feet. When not in use, it's about 6 inches long. When in use, it extends to her will. She also sometimes uses her scarf, but she prefers not to use it. It is her "secret weapon." It can harden and become flexible at her will, which it then functions as a whip with an ice tip. (The pom poms at the end harden and turn into ice.)
Biography: She may look cute and shy, but watch out. This was the girl who chucked her dad's china plate at a draconae and disintegrated it. She always wore her silk scarf. No matter what. Even if it was burning hot, like 100 degrees (which it never got to since her dad liked cold places) or icy cold, like negative 50 degrees. She thought it was very stylish and it went very well with every outfit. Later she'd find out it had special qualities. Every so often she'd see a Hypoborean giant lumbering past her cottage, and she'd go wide-eyed and call for Daddy, who ushered her to believe it was just a hallucination. But she was sure it was real. School was never easy, too. She had some creepy friends who would ask her questions like "Who are you really?" and "You look delicious." She found it really strange. I mean, who goes Oh, you look delicious. Can I eat you? She tried to push the thoughts away, but it kept coming back to her, as though it would prove to be important. One day, one of the less-creepier-friends-but-still-a-little-strange friend Carlos whispered to her, "I need to get you out of here. Right now." Mia looked at him in a confused way, but then realized that a lot of her much-more-creepier friends were creeping up on them. They broke off into a brisk run to a taxi, where Carlos gave the driver one good kick up the head that knocked him out. "UHM, WHAT EXACTLY ARE YOU DOING?" she screamed. She did not like the way Carlos was driving and making the engines screech. In fact, he should be too underage to even be driving. Behind them, her creepy friends were hot in pursuit as they -were they flying?- followed them quickly. They somehow got to Camp Half Blood in time, where Mia realized she was a demigod.
Description: Cute, caramel brown hair, usually tied up in pigtails. She almost always smiling, except when she's being defiant. Usually dressed in winter clothes, even during the summer. Always has her scarf with her.
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