[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]: Dining Pavilion > Outside Infirmary
[color=6666FF][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Shapeshifting[/center][hr][hr]

Demi's head sunk into his shoulders with a twinge of embarrassment at Kristin's comment. He quickly shook it off, focusing on the questions at hand. When Zeke finally began to speak, he made sure to try and listen intently. Back at school they had had morning announcements talking about PDA, what it was, and how it shouldn't be done. Turns out it didn't stand for the hunky Paul David Anderson, nor did it mean it was a Personal Digital Assistant. Demi never expected those silly owning announcements to actually come in handy someday. After all, he never expected that someone would be willing to get close enough to him to not only know him, but actually like him enough to be in a relationship. He was just the tall, lanky, pale kid with no friends. Worse off he had the ability to shift and had no idea why, though he knew it should stay hidden. 

But here he was, side to side alongside a golden haired jock whose eyes shot bolts of lightning down his spine. Whose touch sent shivers crawling across his skin, and whose smile could melt even the coldest of hearts. But as Zeke finished talking, Demi couldn't help but falter in his step. Stopping dead in his tracks as he watched Zeke walk on, the words he'd just spoken dancing through his mind. [i]No one has done what you have done for me without expecting anything in return[/i]. For a moment, it was as if he could see a glimpse into Zeke's past, he could [i]feel[/i] the layers of emotion behind those words. He understood the weight of what he'd done for the time since giving him the gift. Demetri didn't know what to say, but before he knew it a moment of silence clung to the air and he realized that his mouth was slightly agape. 

Demi took a half step forward, the ground sloshing beneath his foot  as he froze again. He wanted to run up to Zeke, to hug him and hold him tightly, but he also wanted to respect his boundaries and didn't know how far was too far in terms of PDA. [Color=6666FF]"Tch. You make it really hard not to want to show some affection when you talk like that Kel."[/color] He said wagging a finger towards the son of Apollo. [Color=6666FF]"I'd love nothing more than to just run up there and hug the ever loving shite out of you, but I'll respect your boundaries."[/color] Demetri moved closer to Zeke, taking on the first step so as to match eyesight with him. [Color=6666FF]"But as soon as we're out of sight, you're getting the biggest kiss you got that?"[/color] It was a playful threat, one accompanied by the biggest grin Demi had ever had the pleasure of displaying. 

[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]: Dionysus Table
[color=CC00CC][b]Skills[/b][/color]: [/center][hr][hr]

Cassian let out a slight groan as Dean had to leave for the meeting. On one hand he was glad to have that subject changed and dropped. On the other hand, he had no clue as to what he should be doing now. He looked around the Dining Pavilion, scanning faces and searching for a sign of something to do. Quite a few campers seemed to be heading towards the Big House for the big meeting and vote for the liaison between Roman and Greek camps. The idea alone caused his eyes to involuntarily roll. The Romans couldn't even bother to join them for breakfast, and their leader was so adamantly against his aid. None of it made sense, but he tried to shove the thoughts aside. 

Finally Cassian's gaze landed on Leda. Her girlfriend would be attending the meeting, being the only child of Poseidon at camp, and from the looks of it she didn't seem raring to go shopping. Her necklace held four beads, which meant that she was most likely always prepared to go on a quest. Cassian himself tried to keep his own supplies on the off chance he was ever picked for one. He said his goodbyes to Dean, making his way over towards Leda with his best smile. [Color=CC00CC]"Hey, Leda right? Might having a bit of a friendly spar before you go off on your Quest? Could help loosen up your muscles while the rest of your team decides the liason?"[/color] He wasn't sure if she would take him up on his offer, or if he'd be any good at fighting someone who could move so far. But if anything this would help him train his eyes against faster opponents.