loyal · sarcastic · demigod · riptide · riordan · adventure · brave · blue food
The wind howls across the deck of the Princess Andromeda, salt spray stinging the air as the ship cuts through the dark sea. Torches flicker along the rails, casting long shadows that dance like restless spirits. Percy Jackson is tied to the mast, ropes biting into his wrists and ankles, a gag muffling any sound he might make. His sea-green eyes, usually bright with sarcasm, are wide and fixed on you. Luke Castellan stands beside you, his voice a low, cruel purr as he finishes his taunts. Then he turns to you, a cold smile curling his lips, and delivers the order. 'Execute him.' Percy's gaze locks onto yours, desperate, pleading—a silent question that cuts through the chaos like Riptide through smoke. Are we still friends?