[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]: Secret Tunnel > Big House [color=6666FF][b]Skills[/b][/color]: [/center][hr][hr] Demi forced a smile for a moment as Madi mentioned her curse. Pain stinging behind the dimpled charade as he thought about how his godly father screwed over yet another person with no repercussions. It was no wonder Zeke didn't like him at first if he thought he was anything like him. He looked around, saw the blood stained flowers and grass beneath him, Niah's smile though he wasn't sure what she was smiling for, and Mad's hand outstretched towards him. He thought back towards Nancy's reaction to him being at the beach and a thought crept back into his mind. [i]Maybe he wasn't any better than his father?[/i] All around him were people suffering because of him existing and all he had was a single gash that had now closed and a pain that had mostly subsided. There was a hollowness inside of him now, an empty feeling he'd felt a few times in the past. [Color=6666FF]"Gotta love silver linings."[/color] he said flatly. Demetri took Mads hand, helping himself up as he used his bloodied hand to press against the tree and support himself. [Color=6666FF]"At least it's death warmed over. Hate to be two day old cold leftover death. Now [i]then[/i] you should worry."[/color] He took one step forward as he listened to what Niah had to say, pausing as he felt and odd rush through him. [i]Why would anyone vote for him?[/i] Clearly it must've been some practical joke…but then again Arthur was great with words. He decided not to dwell on it for too long as he continued forward through the bushes to break out into the forested grounds most new. Demi felt more like he was being babysat as he walked alongside Mads and Niah. He realized the path they were taking would avoid the beaches, making him glance off towards that direction. His pace slowed slightly as he mulled words over in his mind. [Color=6666FF]"You two know Zeke's sister pretty well right? Does she…Well…I mean to say. Why does she hate me?"[/color] His smile had faded, grown weaker as he spoke. Though if anyone had to ask he'd just blame it on residual pain. But a part of Demi wondered if Zeke could date him and keep a healthy relationship with his sister if she hated him. Especially enough to simply kick him away for being. [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]: Arena > Big House [color=CC00CC][b]Skills[/b][/color]: [/center][hr][hr] Cassian watched as Dean left the room, sticking his tongue out at him before returning to the snacks that were there before them. [Color=CC00CC]"Good luck? What does that even mean? Wait, are we in trouble? Cuz I haven't done anything I swear. If anything it was probably Demetri or Zeke. I feel like those two are always going at it with each other."[/color] He grabbed a handful and began to eat them meticulously, trying not to get any on his clothing or to drop any. He swiveled towards Janelle as she spoke, seeing she was just as much in the dark as he was, no joke intended. [Color=CC00CC]"Oh great so they're all being cryptically vague. That's nice. I'm actually on board with Janelle here. Wouldn't it be easier to just tell us what's going on and then have the others get caught up? Or is this one of those one time deals where once it's said or shown it vanishes kinda thing? In which case…we still don't really need them. We have at least three campers here. That's the golden number for quests, if this is one, so why wait?"[/color] Something about the others in the room felt off. Rosie, a Roman, they were waiting on two others and a Roman prophet? It felt as if time was dragging by, telling him something big was about to happen. But the quests had already been given, three groups one for each of the Big Three. What more was there?