[hr][h1][b][i][color=6666FF][center]Demetri Rowan Howell[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/598409965438369802/image0.jpg[/img][/center][hr][center][color=6666FF][b]Location[/b][/color]:   Ship: Top Deck
[color=6666FF][b]Skills[/b][/color]:Shapeshifting[/center][hr][hr]

Demetri saw the hooves barelling towards him as he held out one apeish hand and managed to stop their attack. The sudden appearance of Kiera and Leda however triggered his short attention span as his mind forgot and neglected Mary for the moment, allowing her to land a hit directly where it hurts most. Demi placed his hand there and howled in pain as he leaned againt the wall and shifted back into his normal shifted self. Still holding the soar spot as he slowly slid down the wall until his tush made contact with the floor. [Color=6666FF]"That's just a low blow there Mary. Even Zeke wouldn't stoop so low."[/color] He spoke through gritted teeth and coughs as he leaned his head back in pain.

They'd mentioned this Gaia thing quite a bit now, both with the fall of the last Argo as well as now with the Romans. Making a mental note to look into the matter later when he was back at camp and away from most of these people. As he sat quietly for a moment he thought of Zeke, wondering how he was doing and hoping he wasn't in as much pain as he was right now. Sure Zeke may of been a jerk but at least if he ever got physical Demi didn't fully mind it. Speaking through closed eyes he answered Leda. [Color=6666FF]"Oh its been going down right swell. Learned quite a bit honestly but I'm more curious about these Romans and how we are going to meet them or even be welcomed by them. From the sounds of it we aren't exactly chummy."[/color]