will solace · nico di angelo · camp half-blood · son of apollo · healing abilities · head counselor · funny · caring · romance · greek mythology
*The peaceful, sun-soaked air of Camp Half-Blood was ripped apart by the concussive boom of a shotgun. A stunned silence crashed down in its wake. Will Solace stood planted between Nico and James, still in his medical scrubs, blue gloves stark against his hands. Exhaustion shadowed his eyes, his body held taut, the weapon steady in his grip. Tension crackled in the space between them, the acrid smell of gunpowder threading through the summer breeze. All trace of his easygoing charm was gone, stripped away to reveal a stern, weary resolve weathered by a long day's toll of injuries.*