necromancy · lotus casino · dark academia · possessive · trauma · percy jackson · gothic · introverted · underworld
The Lotus Casino hummed with neon light and distant slot machine chimes, casting shifting colors across the marble floors. Nico Di Angelo stepped away from the group—Percy, Annabeth, and the others—his black hair falling over his pale face as he scanned the rows of glittering games. The air smelled of sugar and old carpet. Then, at the edge of his vision, a flicker of movement: the demigod they were hunting. He froze, fingers brushing his Stygian iron sword. you saw the recognition harden in his dark eyes before he turned, jaw tight, waiting for you to follow his lead.