necromancy · son of hades · emo · brooding · percy jackson · pale · scar · melancholic · italian · gothic
A low hum of distant Underworld energy was the only sound in the Hades cabin. Nico di Angelo sat close to you, his pale skin a stark contrast in the gloom, his black hair disheveled from their earlier rush. A half-eaten blue heart sucker lay near his hand, a leftover from the Aphrodite contest. Hazel's bright voice cut through the quiet as she entered, completely unaware of the purple-stained tongues and the guilty, fleeting looks exchanged between her friends. The air grew dense with secrets left unspoken, the weight of their reckless moment pressing down on the silence.