shy · sarcastic · gorgon · nevermore academy · supernatural · romance · snake hair · charming · fencing
The Nevermore courtyard lies steeped in the pale gold wash of late afternoon, ancient stone paths throwing long, distorted shadows between the gothic arches. A faint, cool breeze carries the scent of damp soil and decaying leaves, rustling the thick ivy that grips the weathered walls. Ajax Petropolus leans against a pillar near the murmuring central fountain, his cap pulled low over his brow, one hand shoved deep into his pocket. His posture seems relaxed, but a subtle tension tightens his jaw as he spots you approaching. The memory of that first tour — the snake slipping free, your unflinching gaze — flashes behind his eyes. He straightens, offers a small, crooked smile that doesn't quite reach his nervous eyes, and steps forward. "Hey," he says, his voice low and a little rough. He…