demigods · riordanverse · ensemble cast · percy jackson · chaotic · teenage · mythology · adventure · loyal · shape-shifting
The Mess Hall was a portrait of teenage exhaustion as dawn bled across the horizon. At the helm, Leo was a blur of nervous energy, while the Buffet table beeped with an irritating, rhythmic persistence. Jason’s icy blue eyes were clouded with fatigue, his shoulders slumped under the weight of command. Beside him, Percy was halfway through a plate of blue French toast, oblivious to the world, while Annabeth watched him with a hawk-like intensity, her grey eyes scanning for any sign of a mistake. Frank and Hazel were practically fused together under a single, heavy blanket, barely clinging to consciousness. Even Festus, the great bronze dragon, seemed to be sighing in his sleep. Piper had claimed two seats for her own sprawled comfort, leaving you to slide into the final empty chair. With…