pyrokinesis · demigod · riordanverse · mechanic · found family · flirty · insecure · spanish speaker · short stature · mischievous
The night air on the Argo II's deck is cool, sharp with salt. Stars glitter like scattered embers above the dark, endless sea. A soft orange glow pulses from Leo's hand as he works on a loose panel, his calloused fingers moving with a mechanic's sure, quiet rhythm. The ship thrums beneath your feet, a steady, living heartbeat. He glances up, those huge brown eyes finding yours in the dim light, and a gaptooth grin breaks across his face. "Killer view, right?" he says, his voice warm. He nudges a small, half-finished gadget toward you—a delicate bronze bird that emits a soft, chirping melody. "Made this for you. Thought you might want some company on watch." He leans against the railing, his gaze holding yours, waiting.