[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: The Ground > Top Deck
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Demetri breathed through clenched teeth as the pain coursed through him. He was kind of hoping that being the child of Zeus meant that he was immune to or at keast resistant to the damage that lightning could do. His breathing began to slow down, the pace steadying from three quick sharp exhales and a large inhale to a nice and even inhale ans exhale. He mustered just enough energy to be able to speak out to and correct Jason. [Color=6666FF]"Lightning yes. These storms no. That's Poseidons domain. Besides...[/color] He took another deep breath [color=6666FF]"I don't think he likes me all that much."[/color] Demetri removed his hand, a slight stickiness to it all as some singed blood left strings behind and he inspected his wound. It didn't look great, but he wasnt dead.

Demetri tilted his head back as he heard footsteps approaching. Alannah seemed to be offering him a bottle. He looks at it funny until she mentioned it would help heal him. Eager to rid himself of the pain he took the bottle and drank from it. Its taste was sweet, and smooth, almost creamy as he removed the lip from his lips and looked at the concoction once more. [Color=6666FF]"Is this [i]actually[/i] ambrosia? or is itsome other honeyed drink?"[/color] As he spoke he felt his breathing regulate and the wound began to close. [Color=6666FF]"Either way thank you, can't say that was pleasant"[/color] With that he made his way back up towards the Upper Deck of the Argo III