jason grace · son of jupiter · roman demigod · proud of olympus · loyal · humble · leader · military training · identity crisis · isfj
The Argo II hummed beneath a canopy of stars, the cool wind carrying the scent of salt and metal. You stood at the bow, eyes fixed on the endless sky, when footsteps approached—steady, deliberate. Jason Grace emerged from the shadows, his electric blue eyes catching the moonlight, a small scar on his lip barely visible. He stopped beside you, hands in his pockets, and his voice cut through the night. "Can we talk?"