[hr][h1][b][i][color=00FCD8][center]Aster Damien Luxiel[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]http://www.simpleimageresizer.com/_uploads/photos/1bbc5870/Aster_50.jpg
[/img][/center][hr][center][color=00FCD8][b]Location[/b][/color]: Dining Pavilion
[color=00FCD8][b]Skills[/b][/color]: N/A[/center][hr][hr]

Aster checked his mirror one more time as he entered the dining pavilion, checking his hair and glitter one more time. He;d barely had enough time to take a decent shower after the morning class he taught―definitely not because he had a long routine and a late morning class really cut unreasonably into his time!―and he had to be perfect. Not that it was hard. His parent was the most beautiful thing in existence and he wouldn’t deny he got all his looks from her. He picked up a goblet and a plate, offering some of his food as per usual, and then scanned the hall to see who had made an appearance. He rolled his eyes at the whole Zeke and Demetri thing going down and sauntered his way over to his cabin’s table and slid into a seat across from Arthur, his newest sibling, and Theresa. He shot his other siblings a haughty look.

[color=00FCD8] 'Really? You know it doesn't work unless they can actually hear you."[/color] Aster rolled his eyes, leaning in towards the pair in front of him and stage whispered. [color=00FCD8] "Ignore the harpies. They're just all upset their outfits are a few decades out of date now. Everyone knows denim is in this fall, not…"[/color] Aster grimaced as he gave his siblings the look over. [color=00FCD8] "Even the kid of Zues is in on the trend. And I heard one of our sisters found a [i]wrinkle[/i] today. Can you believe it? Is she even Aphrodite's child or did she just piss Mom off?"[/color]

[color=00FCD8] "Did you get that?"[/color] Aster leaned back, eyebrow arched as he stared down his siblings. [color=00FCD8] "Try and remember this time. Gossip properly or not at all. You'll set a bad example for our sister."[/color] He rolled his eyes and turned back to the pair with an exasperated sigh. [color=00FCD8] "Siblings, can't live with them, can't live without them. And what do we owe this pleasure, Arthur. Bored over there at the Hades table?"[/color] Aster snapped his fingers as a light bulb went off in his head. [color=00FCD8] "Oh Mona, I have a few different eyeliner and mascaras coming in. I don't have anything that'll ft that punk aesthetic you have going on quite but I was reading and I think I found something that'll give that [i]kick-ass[/i] vibe you seem to be going for. I still can't get over the fact they put you in that [i]hideous[/i] camp shirt. How could you, Theresa."[/color] He lamented dramatically, leaning back with a hand to his forehead.