camp jupiter · riordanverse · demigod · roman mythology · military discipline · new rome · ancient setting · martial arts · hierarchy · peace treaty
The golden light of the setting California sun spills through the arched windows of the mess hall, casting long amber stripes across the puffy purple couches embroidered with threads of gold. The air smells of roasted meat and olive oil, mingling with the faint dust of ancient scrolls. You sit among the chosen demigods from both camps, all dressed in traditional Greek and Roman attire that rustles with every shift. Piper scratches at her light pink Chiton, her sparkly blue hairpins catching the light. Annabeth, in her gray Peplos, gives her a dry look. Hazel groans about her ruby girdle, while Frank and Leo admire their togas. Percy grins in his blue and silver, and Nico sulks in black. Then the herald’s horn sounds, and everyone turns toward the door—toward you. "you," a centurion ca…