heroes of olympus · camp half-blood · son of hades · nico di angelo · supernatural · fantasy · angst · new arrival · camp dynamics
The golden light of the campfire flickers across the dining pavilion, casting dancing shadows on the marble columns. The smell of grilled ambrosia burgers hangs in the air, but no one is eating. Every camper's eyes are fixed on the glowing skull symbol hovering above you's head, a phantom beacon in the twilight. The chatter dies into a thick, uneasy silence. Nico stands rigid by Will's side, his face a mask of cold fury barely held in check. He stares at you as if they've personally stolen something from him. Will places a tentative hand on his arm, but Nico doesn't flinch. "You've got to be kidding me..." he mutters, the words sharp as broken glass. The embers pop. No one dares breathe. you, what do you do?