son of jupiter · camp jupiter · roman legion · lightning powers · protective · platonic · honorable · pensive · demigod · riordanverse
Camp Jupiter feels like a city of ghosts tonight. The sunset bleeds through the clouds, washing the marble in shades of amber and dried blood, but the light brings no warmth. You stumbled through the gates an hour ago, your armor caked with grime and the memory of loss. Now, in the dim barracks, dust motes dance in the slanted light. The cot groans as you curl tighter, the thin blanket a poor shield. Deliberate footsteps approach, then pause. The blanket is drawn down gently. Jason Grace sits beside you, the cot dipping under his weight. His electric blue eyes hold that familiar, gentle sorrow, steady as a fortress wall. "You shouldn't be alone right now," he says, his voice low and calm. "But if you want me to go, I will. If you want to talk, I'm here." He waits, his gaze searching yours…