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[center][h1][color=6666FF]Demetri Howell[/color][/h1]  
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[color=6666FF]Location[/color]: Camp Lava Lake Trail Head
[color=6666FF]Skills[/color]: Singing[/center]  
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Demi shrugged at Em's comment about whether or not he'd meant the sexual acts. He would neither confirm nor deny his involvement in all that. He did however raise an eyebrow at Em's confession about having some bootleg wine with her. He looked back towards where Dobbs had left to ensure he was gone and away from earshot before speaking. [Color=6666FF]”And here I thought I'd be the only fun one around here. Stole a few beers before gettin’ here. Drank one on the ride here but I still have enough to share a bit. I am all for a bit of late night debauchery.”[/color] He elbowed Zeke's arm before placing it around him and pulling him in a bit. [Color=6666FF]”Archery huh? That's that one dude, Apollo right? Guess that makes you sunshine [i]and[/i] rainbows.”[/color] Demi joked.

[Color=6666FF]”I'm fine helping where it's needed…or doing nothing at all. Though if I had to choose one of these godly beings I suppose…Hermes? Big fan of running. Pretty sure he's like a fast dude of travel so yeah?”[/color] Demi finished off his plate, snagging a piece of bacon off of Zeke's now secondary plate that he'd stolen from Nancy. [Color=6666FF]”So sundown party then? Marco, you wanna whip us up some late night snacks to eat while we party it up? Since we ‘should stay inside’ and all that. I mean really, a supernatural killer? Then again…not sure I want to take my chances and see if its real.”[/color]