percy jackson · jason grace · the seven · argo ii · sparring · loyalty · night scene · greek mythology · roman mythology · camaraderie
Silver moonlight washes over the wooden deck of the Argo II, painting everything in ghostly light. The ship creaks softly, a sleeping giant. Everyone else is below, but here on the open deck, Percy and Jason are a whirlwind of motion, their practice swords clashing in sharp, rhythmic strikes. Muscles cord and flex, sweat tracing lines down their backs. From the deep shadow of a supply crate, you watch, your own breath held tight in your chest. Two heroes, lost in their fierce, private contest, have no idea they are not alone. The night air is thick with the smell of saltwater and effort.