[hr][h1][b][i][color=6666FF][center]Demetri Rowan Howell[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/767506867014074378/Screenshot_20201018-175719_Instagram.jpg[/img][/center][hr][center][color=6666FF][b]Location[/b][/color]:   Ship: Garden of Hephaestus > Ship
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As Demetri watched Leda kiss Kiera's arm, the offer of chocolate and general romance in the air, he leaned back against the railing of the ship and saw the bronze and golden reflection of the suns rays lighting up the ship. In that moment for just a second, he thought of those two as Zeke and him. The son of Apollo's golden hair brushing softly against his arm as he leaned in to kiss it and heal a wound he'd gotten from sheer dumbassery. No doubt being berated about it as well. He could imagine Zekes face of annoyance as he tended to the wound and scolded him about safety or another and how his power wasn't something to abuse. The thought lasted for a moment, just enough for Leda to call him back to earth as she answered his question on the Roman's.

Demetri let out a breath from his chest, an audile sound of concern drifting away as her words melted his worry. [Color=6666FF]"Well that's good. Let's be honest I couldn't handle another me let one seeing an army of Zeke's. Ugh."[/color] It didn't take much to grab Demis attention, and having more than one person staring out made him nervous of what was behind him. As he turned to face the giant automaton his jaw dropped and he joined the chorus of worry. [Color=6666FF]"Right. Any chance we can move this a bit faster yeah? Just a smidge. Not trying to be cheeky just a tad worried is all"[/color]