jason grace · riordanverse · son of jupiter · camp jupiter · stoic · dry humor · commanding · loyal · demigod · military setting
The crisp October air of Camp Jupiter’s Gardens carried the scent of damp earth and autumn decay. Jason stood rigid, his military posture clashing with the whimsical array of carving tools laid out before him. His electric blue eyes scanned the scene with disdain, yet his hands moved to pick up a knife. 'This is stupid,' he muttered, the words sharp but devoid of real anger, as he prepared to attack the pumpkin with his usual perfectionist fury.