Jason gently pressed down on the side of the scythe, to move it away from his friend. In a gesture for Devon to lower the weapon. [color=goldenrod]”Calm down, before you do something you regret.”[/color] Tony’s words may have cut, but he’d be damned if some edgy punk-ass Emo kid was gonna kill the closest thing they had to a leader. [color=goldenrod]”Everyone here is a friend. There is no need for violence.”[/color] 
Everyone seemed to be taking the criticism well, expect for two. The lady who just yelled and ran off. He doubted if she had much future with the quest, acting in such a childish manner, Jason doubted she could really bring anything of value to a team. Then there was the Emo edge lord. Who instead of taking form of criticism defaulted to threatening murder. [color=goldenrod]”There is no reason to make new enemies amongst these friends.”[/color] Jason said in a calming voice. Gesturing to the group of Demigods. [color=goldenrod]”There will be a time for a fight, but this isn’t it.”[/color]

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A figure stepped out of a doorway to an adjacent room. [color=DC143C]”When Odin sent me to keep an eye on a group of Demigods trying to get involved in a prophesy, I expected...”[/color] He gestured at the group, wearing a mask of disappointment. [color=crimson]”More.”[/color] He glanced at his watch. [color=crimson]”I’ve been waiting for little more than an hour, only to see...”[/color] He gestured again. [color=DC143C]”... This. You’ll have to fill me in. Dad’s gonna be disappointed if he finds out this band of misfits are who set Ragnarök in motion.”[/color]