[h1][b][i][color=585c74][center]Chase Bernard[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019b32f5-6b73-755a-9846-0b44e2adfbc7.webp[/img][/center][center][/center][hr][center][color=585c74][b]Location[/b][/color]: 
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Chase watched as the lightning thief made her way over towards him, moving right past as she snagged a chair and sat down between him and Percy. That's fine, that toy was broken for now anyways. Maybe superhero school made him weak, but he could've sworn the kid could take a few more ‘punches’ before he panicked like that. Lame. He brushed food off himself, feeling the eyes of the school's so called Champions on him. Yeah, real tough the lot of them. His eyes wandered the joint as he made his way away from Percy and further in. There was a skater chick who seemed cool, but she was talking to one of the contestants who kept getting saved by Percy. They may have been close, which meant he'd need a wider birth from her too for now.

He watched as one of the many pretty blonde things looked towards him, following his path. Around her was an imposing mountain. One that got easily distracted it seemed. While she was busy staring at the group that seemed to appear out of thin air, he decided to make his move. Closing the distance between him and Sabine as silently as he could. Plucking a bit of shrimp off his hair and flicking it off to one side, he chuckled with a bright smile as he began to speak. [Color=585c74]”Seems dinners on me tonight.”[/color] He paused before looking off a bit awkwardly. [Color=585c74]”Aaaand that was a lame introduction. But you were [i]amazing[/i] out there on the field. You were all, shields? Spells? What spells? Bam! It was enchanting really.”[/color] He looked down at her hand before looking back up into her eyes. [Color=585c74]”May I?”[/color]

He took Sabine's hand in his, lifting it up gently before placing a kiss on it. [Color=585c74]”Names Chase, and what may I ask is this goddesses name I get the pleasure of speaking to?”[/color]

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Max studied the hologram that Vicky projected. He wondered what she was doing with one of the students of his school, but that was a different conversation to have. [Color=aba400]”Thank you Ms. Van Dyne. I'll see if I can identify the students in this recording and figure out how they aided them exactly. Now, why don't you –”[/color] The clatter of dishes disrupted his conversation with the young student before the other parents shared the same sentiment. [Color=aba400]”My sentiments exactly, if he even appears to be making a move on him, he'll find himself in a quick reminder why we don't condone such actions within our quarters. For now we watch, the kids seem to have it handled.”[/color]