Natsu

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Arthur was relieved as they hit the ground, apparently finally free of potential threats, at least for the immediate future. He was about to take a moment to get accustomed with the area in front of him, when two skeletons erupted from the earth in front of them. Ready to leap into action again, he barely got out ,"I thought this place was-" Before the skeletons presented him with a blade. Gingerly, he took it from them, and played with it in his hand. Cold to the touch, he was unfamiliar with wielding such a weapon, but hopefully he'd get used to it. "This is different than your weapons." He noted, having seen theirs to be of shimmering gold.

Looking between Athanasia, he asked, "Any reasons for that?" Before taking a quick second to see the symbol floating above their head. He nodded along to his apparent half-sisters questions, but tacked on one more. "You missed the most important one though, who is our father, or mother?" He asked. He had some guesses, the big one coming to mind being Hades, but there were other gods of death probably, and today wasn't a day for assumptions. He looked over to the senior campers, figuring they'd be given them some explanation.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Bartholomew Rosecliff

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Location: Sitting Room -> Faith's Room
Skills:N/A

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So it seemed, in light of the evidence provided, that the best option they seemed to have was to send all of them, sans Faith, out on their own to survive or die as a kind of training. That was a scary thought for sure, he himself having no rightful idea on how he'd ever make it on his own with the threats that loomed over their heads. He'd resolve to do it, for sure, but it was certainly a scary thought. Cracking his knuckles out in front of him, he said, "Yeah, getting a full nights rest sounds like a good idea, looks like we have some long days ahead." He agreed, and stepped away from the group, but he didn't head right off to bed quite yet.

Following after Faith, he met her at her room. If they were about to go off again, then he might not see her for a long time, or even at all. The friendship they'd garnered, crazy and ethereal as it was, meant something, and leaving things unsaid between the two of them wouldn't be right. "Hey you." He said, cracking a smile outside her door, "Ready to play the hero and save all our asses?" He asked, slightly sarcastically. He knew she couldn't be feeling good about this, even if she didn't say it, and he wasn't gonna force her to confront that by any means, but he hoped she'd at least talk about it with him. It wouldn't be good for her to keep all this bottled up.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Oh poor Ezekiel. All he had to do was politely decline Athanasia's request for comments, but no. he had to patronize, and insult her. That was the sort of behavior for which he could not stand. He simply smiled at Ezekiel, and said , "I believe it's Pegasi, Athanasia, though it couldn't hurt for you to run through all the possibilities." He said with a smirk. "Pegapeople?" He pondered. He didn't foresee the two of them getting along so well, but he was more than willing to give a second chance, if he apologized for his behavior.

He chuckled a bit, at Athanasia thinking she was too old for a babysitter. He wasn't going to correct her, but to say that he'd take her too seriously would be about as incorrect. He did want to know though, how long they'd be on this chariot. He glanced down at the ground below them, and smiled at the sight. This was something truly amazing. He cleared his throat, saying "So, what's our ETA?" as he took in the view.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Bartholomew Rosecliff

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Location: Sitting Room
Skills:N/A

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As Siduri walked out the door, Bartholomew pursed his lips. It seemed as if they'd reached the extent of help from the two of them that they'd be getting. The sentiment of them hearing, but not listening was worrisome, it meant that they though they'd missed some key point, but it seemed they weren't willing to reiterate or explain any further. The only thing he could possibly pull from their words was that they should somehow throw caution to the wind and dive in head first to save Eve. He could only assume something like that would impose massive risk, and would almost certainly result in disaster.

Looking between the present Emendators for their reactions, he hoped they'd had some clearer understanding into her intentions. He had no idea how to properly react to, or deal with this. His first impulse was to step after her and demand further explanation, but that sounded like a plan that could only end poorly. Reminded of what Alicia had told them not so long ago, he knew that, as seemed to be the default lately, he was out of his depth, and was to act as a subordinate to the Emendators. Let them decide how they'd react to this, and go along with it. That sounded like a far safer idea that might actually get them a little more help.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Hopping into the chariot with Zek, he couldn't help but rub his temples as Athanasia hopped into questioning. He cleared his throat and said after her," Arthur Stanford, co-president of the hell raising committee." He said, coyly smiling at his friend. He wouldn't be bombarding them with any questions, though he was full of them. Get to safety, then he could start to ask some clarifying questions. Granted, he may need a few less of those in light of the answers to Athanasia's questions.

He looked at the chariot in a bit of surprise. He got the theming for sure, but he couldn't help but think that there must be more practical design choices than those invented thousands of years ago. He supposed he wasn't to judge though, he was certainly in the dark on quite a few things, between the existence of gods and flying horses. Smiling at Athanasia, he made a calm down motion with his hands, "Let's get to safety first, then we can ask every question we can think of." He wouldn't feel safe and happy until they were far away from this prison of a school.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Bartholomew Rosecliff

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Location: Sitting Room
Skills:N/A

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Bartholomew kept his eyes locked on Gio as he spoke, admittedly wanting and answer on the existence of dragons, and being a bit disappointed when he never got one. Running over Gio's question in his head, he did take a moment to consider his options. The unknown of death, or the mountain of preventing the End of Days. In his eyes, there were two main points driving his ultimate decision. For one, if he failed, he'd end up dying anyway, and two, it was just the right thing to do. He couldn't sit idly by and let everything end, not when he was in a privileged position to actually do something about it. This was a greater calling for him, something he'd needed for awhile.

"Of course I'm in, no matter the odds, we have to at least give it a go." He responded, crossing his arms. He'd fight, and he might die, that was a new thing he'd have to internalize, and even after accepting this responsibility, it still seemed distant in a way. Acceptance of the difficulty of the situation wasn't defeatist in his eyes, it was key to them having a chance for success. The weight of the consequences of their failures demanded that; that they understand that they'd have to give everything to make it through and have a chance of preventing to End of Days. That was how he saw it, anyway.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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As the heroes arrived, and started fighting off the monster for them, Arthur felt himself finally start to relax a bit. These people would keep them safe, but then what? They were to go to this camp, and then they'd be safe? This seemed like the start of a story, not the end of one, and with that always came a certain bit of uncertainty. His life would be different from here on out, that's for sure. These people seemed to treat fighting these monsters as an everyday occurrence, meaning that their lives compared to his, must be insane.

Arthur turned and smiled coyly at Athanasia, "While I'm sure they'd appreciate the gesture, something tells me your parasol wouldn't be nearly as effective as their arrows." He said, as they continued to close the distance between themselves and their saviors. He had questions, and he expected answers soon, even if he knew he had to keep his mouth shut to stay alive for now. He figured that, no matter what might come, this new life might not be that bad, since he was lucky enough to be pretty good friends already with the people who'd be joining him.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Bartholomew Rosecliff

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Location: Sitting Room
Skills:N/A

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Bart's face fell at that. Eve had told them when they had first came that they'd had the option to opt out, he just never though any of them would take it this late in their training. He wasn't going to cry about it or anything, but that made him feel pretty crappy. He had though there was a bit of hope for her after they looked over their reports together, but, apparently she hadn't. It was a shame, she was his only friend here that he wasn't Stockholmed into liking. Not that he didn't like Faith, but it looked like she'd be going away for awhile. He supposed it would give him a chance to bond with the other Paradoxes more.

"That's unfortunate." He said quietly, but tried not to dwell on it more in the moment. He turned his attention to Gil, and processed what he had to say. From the sound of the current plan, they might all be going out on their own kind of training. This would probably be good for him, he could use time on his own to reflect on the current course of events. Furthermore, he would like refinement of his powers, though the implications of doing so was a little worrying to him. It meant either a lot of blood, or a lot of him mucking about in people's heads, and getting willing participants to that didn't sound easy.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Arthur ran along with Athanasia, as it seemed they were finally getting a break. Their friends had gotten over the window, and the path was clear ahead. That was, until the wall came crashing down. As he was pulled forward, he was surprised by just how tightly she could pull him. "Don't look back just keep going running forward." These creatures had to be incredibly strong to be able to do that, far stronger than any human. If this was average for the things that wanted them dead, it was a miracle that they'd lived this long.

Then he saw the flying horse. If he weren't in fear for his life, he might stop and stare, but he just made a sound similar to Athanasia, though not quite as squealish "Wooah." This seemed totally unreal. He tugged on Athanasia's hand though, saying "Don't stop, they're still behind us!" He tried pulling her forward, looking nervously behind them. "We gotta keep moving, okay?"

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Bartholomew Rosecliff

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Location: Sitting Room
Skills:N/A

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Bart blinked at Siduri's comment on Alexandra. That concerned him, and he piped up, "I'm sorry, what do you mean, "opted out""? He asked. That didn't make sense to him. He knew things were difficult for her recently, but even if she could, he never thought she would leave. He knew there were probably more important things to worry about, the end times being apparently around the corner, and Faith needing to throw herself into the "in-between" to stop Eve from becoming a "Destruere", but she was his friend. He needed to know what had happened, or at least, know that Alexandra was safe. His gaze lingered on Siduri for a moment as he waited for a response.

Faith needed him now to though. He aligned himself next to her, and met her gaze. He needed to be concerned with what was in front of him, that was the only way to manage this many problem. He knew that she probably wouldn't say it, but she needed him. He figured it couldn't hurt to ask, so he said, "Would she have to go alone? Could some of us maybe accompany her?" It'd probably be dangerous as all hell, but the idea of her handling something like this on her own didn't sit well with him. Even if she had to go alone, he was sure there'd be a lot to do in light of this new information. He just wanted to be able to help in any way he could, and protect what had been put in front of him.