[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
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Sleep wouldn't come to Demetri no matter how hard he tried. Everytime he closed his eyes all he saw was himself dangling off the edge of the ship. He tried to think of more pleasent thoughts, turning onto his side as his hands slipped under his pillow and he pulled it tight beneath him. His eyes closed again, thinking of the glitter from the junkyard. The feeling of awe that swept him up upon seeing a sea of bronze that shimmered like gold in the sun. That image slowly shifted into a dazzling shimmer of lights with a silhouette blocking the center, almost as if it was a halo from Christian depictions. His minds eyes adjusted to the light, the dark figure coming into view as he saw Zekes smiling face. Demetri immediately bolted out of bed, tossing his pillow to the floor in the process as his eyes opened again. 

[Color=6666FF]"Oh for fucks sake! I'm not dealing with that can of worms right now."[/color] Demi opened the door, half stepped into the hallway before glancing back at his bed. [Color=6666FF]"Nope. Not in hell"[/color] He stormed out of his room and back on deck with the rest, seeing that Leda and Kiera were no longer casting an Iris message. [Color=6666FF]"So whats the Romans want? Or say I suppose since we contacted them. Gonna have ourselves a friendly landing?"[/color] He leaned himself against the doorway looking out onto the deck, not wishing to fully step out incase another beast decided to lurch the ship again.