[hr][h1][b][i][color=00FCD8][center]Aster Damien Luxiel[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]http://i66.tinypic.com/a0do20.jpg
[/img][/center][hr][center][color=00FCD8][b]Location[/b][/color]: Wyandotte County Lake Park
[color=00FCD8][b]Skills[/b][/color]: N/A[/center][hr][hr]

Aster was still riding high on the exhilaration of flying when the new kid dropped off him like a rope. H would kick himself later for letting him go on without a remark, instead flipping open his mirror and making sure his glamour was still holding strong, but for now he could only beam. Flying and swimming always made him feel on top of the world, sending adrenaline through his veins for hours. He let out a content sigh as he floated down off his cloud and burst out laughing at the Ares’ kids orders. 

[color=00FCD8]“Me, hunt? My pores are weeping already. What makes you think I’m going to get more dirt under my fingernails?”[/color] Aster scoffed amusedly at Ares. He couldn’t wait to get back to camp, take a proper shower with all his supplies, go through his routine including his sleepy time face mask, and catch up on whatever gossip was floating around camp. Maybe he could beg Theresa to charmspeak one of the Apollo campers to give him a massage. [color=00FCD8]“I will however graciously give up some of my beauty sleep and take a double shift on lookout tonight so you two can get a chance to recover.”[/color] Aster took off his jacket and folded it neatly before hanging it over the lip of the chariot, proceeding to unstrap the pegasus and brush it down while cooing to it softly. The new kid brought back enough fish for the night and immediately preened when he called him “Pretty Boy.” Technically, it was gorgeous but a compliment was a compliment. Aster would chalk the mistake up to shifter head. 

[color=00FCD8]“We have a daughter of Hephaestus, the God of Forge and Flame, sent to pick up after her daddy’s tantrum. She can start a fire.”[/color] Aster chimed in helpfully as he finished up, patting his pegasus once more before sauntering over to grab his bag and jacket. [color=00FCD8] “Now, I think I’ll take a dip in the lake before we eat. I feel absolutely disgusting.”[/color] He sauntered off to the lake shore and laid the jacket on the ground, taking off his ring and slipping it into his bag, before peeling off the rest of his clothes. Normally, he wouldn’t treat his things like this but the clothes would disappear before the next sunrise anyways. He brought his back up set, wrapped in his bag, just in case he was too tired to reapply but they’d see how traveling went. He rolled his shoulders and slipped into the lake, letting the cool water hold him as he dove under and resurfaced to float peacefully.