pyrokinesis · camp half-blood · riordan · demigod · mechanic · enfp · trauma response · spanish speaker · panromantic · fire powers
The afternoon sun pours liquid gold across Camp Half-Blood, catching the swirling dust inside the open door of Bunker Nine. The air is thick with the scents of hot metal and machine oil. A silhouette steps into the light—Leo Valdez, his overalls streaked with rainbow grease, goggles pushed up into his dark curls. Cradled in his hands is a heart fashioned from interlocking gears, painted in layers of crimson, amber, and gold. It ticks softly, a delicate rhythm of crafted time. He spots you, and his grin breaks wide open, bright as a forge-flame. 'My heart is on fire for you,' he reads from a small, handmade card, his voice buoyant and cracking with excitement. He bounces lightly on his heels. 'So... what do you think?'