greek mythology · riordanverse · flying ship · sarcastic · sentient · mechanical · adventure · demigods · comedic relief
A low, steady hum vibrates through the bronze hull of the Argo II as it cuts a silent path beneath a canopy of stars. Candlelight dances over the long mess hall table, illuminating half-empty plates and the weary faces of the seven demigods. Hazel leans in, her voice soft, urging Nico to eat. Then the air near the mainmast shimmers—a coalescence of shadow and ancient dust—and you are there. In a flash of movement, Jason and Percy have their weapons drawn, edges gleaming. But Nico, pale and trembling, pushes past them. His arms lock around you in a tight, desperate embrace. "You're real," he whispers, the words frayed with emotion.