[center][color=DAA520][h2][b]E L I A S  K O K I N O S[/b][/h2][/color][/center]
[center][sup][i]P R I N C E  o f  P Ó L E M O S[/i][/sup][/center]
[center][sup][i]w i t h  a p p e a r a n c e  b y  [color=DDA0DD]D A F N I  K O K I N O S[/color] , [sub]P R I N C E S S  o f  P Ó L  E M O S[/sub][/i][/sup][/center]
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[color=DAA520]E L I A S[/color]
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[color=lightgray][i]FC: Modified Gonçalo Teixeira
Slight change: his hair is actually almost shoulder-length[/i][/color]

[color=DDA0DD]D A F N I[/color]
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[color=lightgray][i]FC: Bianca Santos[/i][/color][/hider][/center]

[INDENT][INDENT]Elias was entirely grateful his elder brother wouldn’t be present. Parties of any kind with Stefanos there had the tendency to get bloody or would leave the middle child incredibly tense and unable to enjoy himself as he waited for an attack that might never come. And this was to be a two-month long party, followed by a wedding. He was, however, incredibly grateful his younger sister was going to be there. Dafni got along well with Lea, and would get along well with others, too. Plus, her status as a multiple medalist (silver and gold) from the last three consecutive Olympics would likely fetch her plenty more attention.

[color=DAA520][i]Damn overachiever,[/i][/color] Elias thought as he watched his sister walk into the common area of their shared suite. Unlike him, she was dressed casually in light denim shorts and a white short-sleeve shirt with skinny black stripes, sneakers, a plethora of bracelets on her left wrist, and a pair of gold-framed aviator-style sunglasses. On her arm was a denim jacket with a pin of Princess Leia’s face with the words “self rescuing princess” written across it. Dafni’s hair was in a ponytail, but the top of her head had been braided as if she started to make two loose French braids but gave up and put her hair in a ponytail, but kept the braided portion on her head.

[color=DAA520]“[i]Pretty sure they won’t be allowing weapons at the amusement park, Daf,[/i]”[/color] he said in Pólemesian.

She frowned but pulled the fancy blade from her jacket and set it down on the table. [color=DDA0DD]“[i]You don’t think they’ll notice the knife up my shorts, do you?[/i][/color]

He gave her a look. [color=DAA520]“[i]Trust your combat skills, Olympian.[/i]”[/color]

[color=DDA0DD]“[i]Aye aye, captain,[/i]”[/color] she teased with a mock salute, removing the knife up her shorts.

[color=DAA520]“[i]Hey, that is commander supreme to you, not captain.[/i]”[/color] Elias warned lightly, wagging his finger at her. [color=DAA520]“[i]And I do not take my rank lightly.[/i]”[/color]

[color=DDA0DD]“[i]Yes, anyone can tell you’ve more than earned your status, Mister ‘I-Wont-Dress-Casually-And-Look-Terribly-Frightening-To-All-Who-Come-Near-Me.’[/i]”[/color] She shook her head. [color=DDA0DD]“[i]You’re about to stand out terribly.[/i]”[/color]

Elias sighed, looking at their reflection in the mirror. Her casual dress, and his white button-up shirt and black dress pants couldn’t have been more different. His hulking frame and her lithe athletic build were both on display in their attire (in her case, her rather [i]revealing[/i] attire), and they knew it.

[color=DDA0DD]“[i]May I suggest you change into jeans at least?[/i]”[/color] Dafni said, giving her brother a look.

He sighed, but ultimately changed into dark-wash jeans before returning to Dafni’s side.

[color=DAA520]“[i]My little sister,[/i]”[/color] Elias said, arm wrapping around her waist supportively. [color=DAA520]“[i]All grown up. When did she become this beautiful young woman?[/i]”[/color]

Dafni smiled, and patted her brother’s arm. [color=DDA0DD]“[i]There, there, brother.[/i]”[/color] She snuck out her phone and opened up the camera. [color=DDA0DD]“[i]Picture time?[/i]”[/color]

After taking more pictures than they likely needed to (some serious, some goofy-faced selfies, and there was definitely one Charlie’s Angels-style photo taken by one of their attendants), Elias and Dafni left their guest chambers and made their way to the cars.

One look at Elias and his resting glare and clenched jaw and no one wanted to ride with them, which led to Dafni taking even [i]more[/i] pictures with him on the ride to the amusement park.

And almost immediately upon arrival Dafni wanted to go on a ride.

[color=DDA0DD]“[i]Come on Elias, come with me on some roller coasters![/i]”[/color] she begged, tugging at his arm.

He ultimately sighed. [color=DAA520]“[i]Fine, but only to protect you.[/i]”[/color]

[color=DDA0DD]“[i]Like I need protecting on a[/i] roller coaster, [i]Elias.[/i]”[/color] Dafni rolled her eyes, but the two ultimately got in line for the first roller coaster she found interesting.[/INDENT][/INDENT]