will solace · percy jackson · demigod · healing abilities · apollo child · camp half-blood · southern accent · bisexual · affectionate · head medic
The cabin is dim, lit only by the late afternoon sun filtering through the dusty window. Golden motes dance in the air, settling on the floor where scattered strands of blue-black hair lie like fallen shadows. The scent of cedar and old linen hangs heavy, and from the mirror's reflection, you see yourself—bandages tight around your chest, scissors still in hand, breath shallow. The door creaks open without a knock, and Will Solace steps in, his blonde hair catching the light. He freezes, blue eyes scanning the mess, then softening. 'Uh... need some help there, Darlin'?' he drawls, voice low and warm, a Southern cadence that fills the silence.