[hr][h1][b][i][color=6666FF][center]Demetri Rowan Howell[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/623360226481012766/830510933285273610/5fa292dd93329b2167dedfb4bf154665.jpg[/img][/center][hr][center][color=6666FF][b]Location[/b][/color]: Camp Grounds
[color=6666FF][b]Skills[/b][/color]: [/center][hr][hr]

Again Demi found Zeke looking at his lips. Once by the fire and now again while in the midst of an argument. He couldn't understand what was going on with him, here he was, the moonlight shining softly in his hair and telling him they had an agreement, all while getting moments ago was staring at his lips. He wanted to say something, to scream or yell, but Zeke caught him off guard as he gently caressed his neck. All thought of the marks had left Demetris mind. All he knew was that Zeke had just brushed his fingertips in the most tender way across his neck after eyeing his lips. Demi's heart pounded so loud that he could hear it in his ears. Anxiety swelling up inside him as he looked at his periphery and noted how alone they both were.

Without thought, Demi took a step forward. Closing what small distance they had between them until their noses were barely touching. He leaned in and gave Zeke a tender kiss and quickly pulled back. [Color=6666FF]"You've been eyeing my mouth all night mate. If you wanted to steal a kiss you could've just asked."[/color] His heart was still pounding in his ribs as one hand reached for Zeke's and gently tugged at his pants pockets as if to signal he wanted to hold hands. Demi let out a breath he hadn't realised he was holding before speaking again. [Color=6666FF]"I care about you too dumbass. Which is [i]why[/i] I want you to feel comfortable around me too."[/color] He noticed Zeke's ears perking up, even now he managed to make him smile. Demetri traced the edges of Zeke's ear with his free hand until he reached the bottom. [Color=6666FF]"You're cute when you smile, you know? Your ears perk up and even with you looking away I can still tell because of it."[/color] His eyes lingered on the son of Apollo for a moment before he continued. [Color=6666FF]"I was gonna ask Andy if she wanted to spend the night in Hades cabin so she can spend time with Arthur before tomorrow. I'd be all alone in Zeus Cabin...if you wanted to...talk, ya know?"[/color]

[hr][h1][b][i][color=CC00CC][center]Cassian Rudenko[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/844140037963644949/855e9aabdb4e547cabf9f9441afd50a4.jpg[/img][/center][hr][center][color=CC00CC][b]Location[/b][/color]: Camp Grounds 
[color=CC00CC][b]Skills[/b][/color]: [/center][hr][hr]

It was no surprise to Cassian that the Harpy denied his aid. After all, physical wounds could heal, but the ones left behind by mental tampering tended to linger for longer. Still, he acted according to what information he had and if anyone was going to threaten them again, he'd do the same. Once the Harpy had flown away, his attention was pulled by the commotion that had been caused by the snake. Had he not been so preoccupied at the time he probably could've helped deal with it. After all he was a friend to all animals and took great pride in his ability to handle them. He'd often heard jokes about how if Pan and Dionysus ever had time to get together that it'd form a merry friendship full of lifelong parties. 

Though Cassian wasn't the most fond of [i]those[/i] ideals, he did enjoy the nature side to the god. While his father grew vines with rich fruits and versatile uses, the Satyrs were capable of using their magic to help make them flourish and grow. Cassian's hand drifted softly towards his panflute, thinking about the nature magic the children of Pan wielded and how often times he wished he could do the same. He assumed that was why his father had gifted him the panflute in the first place. The scene appeared to be dying down all around him, campers making their way towards the children of Hecate as they were checked for possession and it made him wonder. Would this be enough?