[hr][h1][b][i][color=6666FF][center]Demetri Rowan Howell[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/671603151270576161/bd413eb59f2e7e10fca8c7cdac40e4cb.jpg[/img][/center][hr][center][color=6666FF][b]Location[/b][/color]: Big House
[color=6666FF][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Shapeshifting[/center][hr][hr]

The raven haired girl took a half step forward, clutching the white hem of her shirt as she looked away from the golden haired demi-god. They were opposites, no reason in the world as to why they should be attracted, and yet, here she was...he was... heart fluttering as Demetri worried about what to say. He didn't expect an audience, and that made speaking that much harder. No, they were already here so there was no backing down now. She took several more steps forward, standing before Zeke unsure of what to do next. Why did they choose to wear a short skirt today? [Color=6666FF]"I...I...I hope I'm not interrupting anything. It's just."[/color] Her gaze slowly moved down, away from Zekes eyes and towards the ground. She back off another half step as she pulled one of the lawn chairs from the deck and moved it in front of Zeke, sitting down before it and crossing her fair skinned legs nearly forgetting the length of the skirt chosen for today.

She leaned forward, clasping Zekes hands in hers, they were warmer than hers as the blood rushed up to her cheeks and they began to turn pink. [Color=6666FF]"Listen it's not like I like you or anything ok? Its just...well, this mission sounds real dangerous and you're a great healer and all but..."[/color] her grip tightened against his hands as she looked into his eyes before continuing. [Color=6666FF]"Please be safe, and promise me you'll make it back ok? I don't think I could handle another night like yesterday."[/color] Demetri's hand found it's way into her shirt as she pulled out a black braided bracelet with a few evil eye beads woven into it. Why did female clothes never have pockets? It was embarrassing to have to hold things there. She placed the band around his wrist and began to tie it into place as he sat there with a look of stupor. [Color=6666FF]"Its an evil eye, its said to protect the wearer from misfortune or reflect back any ill givings someone may try and place upon you. Please wear it while you're on your mission...for me?"[/color]