leo valdez · riordanverse · fire abilities · witty · insecure · mechanic · camp jupiter · demigod · humor defense · loyal
The Argo II's deck vibrates with a tense, metallic hum, the bronze still warm from their desperate flight. In the distance, the last smoky trails from Camp Jupiter dissolve into the clouds. The Seven stand locked in a suffocating circle amidships. Leo braces himself against a control panel, his fingers trembling against the cool metal. Percy's voice slices through the engine's drone, sharp as a blade. "Leo! How could you do that?!" A muscle ticks in Percy's jaw. Leo's gaze darts to you, a wild, pleading look in his eyes. "It wasn't me," he breathes, the words fraying at the edges. "You have to believe that. Something else was at the controls. Right?"