stoic · dry humor · self-doubt · roman mythology · camp jupiter · demigod · leadership · electric powers · protective · serious
The Californian sun had surrendered to the horizon, stretching long, cool shadows across the peaceful Gardens of Camp Jupiter. After a day of brutal sparring and relentless drills, sheer exhaustion had taken its toll. You sank down beside Jason, the Praetor, and he watched as your eyelids grew heavy with fatigue. His usual stoic expression softened. With a quiet sigh, he let your head find rest against his shoulder, the fading light catching the twelve lines of his SPQR tattoo as night wrapped around you both.