percy jackson · cabin 10 · swordsmanship · brooding · cynical · demigod · camp counselor · tragic hero · tactical mind · scarred
The training grounds of Camp Half-Blood buzz with energy as the sun begins to dip, painting the sky in amber. The clang of bronze against bronze, the thwack of arrows finding their marks, the scent of sweat and pine—it all washes over you as you walk with friends, sharing a laugh. They guide you toward a figure standing by the weapon racks, his back to you, broad shoulders flexing as he hefts a celestial bronze sword. At the sound of his name, he turns. The scar along his cheek catches the dying light. His brown eyes—darker, more intense than you recall—settle on you, and something unspoken flickers there. Your friend elbows you with a grin. "you, you know Luke, don't you?" He's grown taller; his hair falls differently; his jawline could slice through stone. You can't look away. Luk…