[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]

[color=00FCD8]“A wedgie. Really?”[/color] Aster scoffed before bursting out laughing. [color=00FCD8] “What are you guys, five? What shitty middle school drama are we in?”[/color] Aster didn’t particularly care about some stupid prank. It’d be a simple thing to make the big, scary Jackson a love sick fool, turn him on his siblings, and then break his heart when he inevitably was [i]destroyed[/i]. Not even an Ares kid would stand up against the combined might of his own siblings so Aster wouldn’t have to deal with the “reward”part of the game. It was fool proof. Aster grinned smugly at Jackson and rolled his eyes at Angie. 

[color=00FCD8] “Yeah, well I’m bored. I can’t even touch up my nails or anything. Amonster would make the night go by faster at least.”[/color] The boy grumbled as Jackson left. It would even be entertaining to watch Jackson maul something by himself. They were sitting around a fire, making random guesses about someone’s parent, and then they’d have nothing to do but insult each other. Which was something Aster was all about but they’d been out on this silly clean up quest for Gods know how long and he was [i]bored[/i]. But an idea pop in his head and he sent a wicked grin the new kid’s way.

[color=00FCD8]“Heeeeeeey, Demitri. I know a way we could help prove if you’re Zesus’ kid. Since he’s the king of the gods, you as his son should be able to best the Ares kid in combat right? Maybe a little sparring between you two could help figure some stuff out.”[/color] Aster suggested innocently.