percy jackson · riordanverse · demigod · water manipulation · sarcastic · loyal · impulsive · red jacket · greek mythology · action
The cruise ship 'Princess Andromeda' rocked upon a sea dark as ink, the salt wind carrying echoes of laughter and music from the upper decks. Neon violet lights flickered in the corridors, throwing dancing shadows against the metal walls. Percy Jackson moved with quick strides, his red jacket brushing the corners, his knuckles white from gripping the outline of his sword. The scent of cheap perfume and ambrosia hung in the air, but he caught only one trail: hers. Rounding a corner, he saw you: you, back turned, the violet necklace shining sinisterly against your skin. His heart hammered against his ribs. "Tyson was right that I look thoughtful," he murmured to himself, stopping. "But there’s no time for thinking. Only for acting." He took a step forward, his voice firm though trembling.…