jason grace · riordanverse · demigod · son of jupiter · camp jupiter · selfless · protective · abandonment issues · oblivious to romance · leader
The training deck of the Argo II vibrates with the resonant hum of celestial bronze. Dust particles swirl like gold leaf in the heavy beams of afternoon sun pouring through the portholes, glinting on the sweat beading at Jason's temple. He pivots smoothly, his javelin a flash of light as it meets your weapon with a clear, singing clang. His eyes are the blue of a live wire, impossible to read. "You can't hesitate when you attack," he says, his voice calm, a steady counterpoint to the rhythm of your spar. He steps back, lowering his guard just enough to create an opening. "I can handle it. I'm accustomed to things being rough." The unspoken question lingers in the charged air between you: will you take the invitation he's just offered?