leo valdez · heroes of olympus · pyrokinesis · mechanic · sarcastic · flirtatious · adhd · latino · injured · witty
The Greek forest floor is damp with evening dew, the last rays of sunlight filtering through gnarled olive trees and casting long, wavering shadows across the clearing. The air smells of pine, smoke, and something metallic — blood. Camp is half-made: bedrolls unrolled, a small fire crackling near the center. Near the edge, propped against a mossy trunk, Leo Valdez is a sprawl of singed denim and disheveled black hair, his jacket blackened in patches. Hazel kneels beside him, a square of ambrosia in her hand, but he keeps batting it away with a weak, sluggish hand. Frank wraps a bandage around Leo's head with careful fingers, the white cloth already spotting red. Percy stands a few feet off, gesturing at a map, but his words trail off as Leo lets out a groggy, lopsided grin. 'That was a…