Natsu

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω Officially Done

Arthur Stanford

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Location: streets
Skills: N/A

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Arthur's eyes darted to Leda as she said that nobody was going to die, and he grimaced. That felt patronizing more than anything, thee was a very very real risk of it happening, it already had, and he didn't see why they had to pretend like it wasn't. Maybe it was a comfort, to live in that kind of denial, but he didn't know if he wanted that. He didn't want to be in fear of death, and be constantly scared that he'd lose the ones he loved, but if he was prepared for that, wouldn't it at least hurt less when it finally happened? That was his way of thinking about it anyway.

He walked along with the group, and realized his suggested to the kid of Poseidon that the ocean would be pleasant, and he felt a little silly in retrospect. Arthur shrugged, and didn't have a particularly strong opinion to walking or taxi. He kinda wanted to see the city, but, despite Leda's argument, he still didn't think they were really here for fun. They had a job to do, and if they failed, bad things would happen. so he said, "A taxi sounds like a decent idea, I um, don't actually know how to get one though." All he'd ever heard was that you could flag them down with ease, but he didn't want to just start waving his hands around toward the street.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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The Aerie
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Oliver nodded at Matt's explanation, and groaned as he attempted to slightly readjust himself. If he was lucky, he could try to make more sense of an explanation than that. Granted, he himself wanted a roughly scientific explanation for why his mind was absolutely stuck on the idea of murdering one of his closest friends. There was perhaps the hope that he could science his way out of psychosis, which was, of course, totally based in his need to rationalize his problems away. He started to speak, "It's actually a touch more complicated than that." Oliver explained, before pausing.

He was about to devote the necessary mental energy to explain the many layers of complicated physics that underpinned multiversal travel and doppelganger coexistence, but as he tried, his thoughts were derailed by the worst of all distractors, love. There was nothing on his mind but that of Niah; a woman who, the more he considered it, he loved more than anybody or anything else he'd ever known. Oliver's thought hung in the air for a moment, before continuing, "And, on a different day, I may have been able to explain such things, but I've been impaled, and my girlfriend is somehow even more amazing than the wonders of this multiverse, so it's hard to conceive of much else."

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω Officially Done

Arthur Stanford

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Location: Van -> streets
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Arthur gave Andy a hug that perhaps lasted a hair too long. This was the last time they'd see each other for a good while, but he was committed to doing everything he could to make sure that this was not the last time. Exhaling, he let go, and actually felt a little better about everything. It was a lot like ripping off a bandaid, it hurt in the moment, but not as much as your brain tells you it will, and the sting doesn't last much longer than a moment. He knew sleeping tonight would be hard, but for now, he was as okay as he possibly could be, given the situation.

He tried to get himself to look up about the situation, and forced a smile at Leda. "I've never been out to the ocean before!" He said, a tremor in his voice, "Maybe it'll be nice, new experiences, right?" He quickly looked away, sneaking a glance back at Andy, not having the will to actually say goodbye. He didn't want to, because it wasn't goodbye. They'd be back together in not too long, sitting in their cabin, telling stories and killing time. They just had to both make it back, and then everything would be okay, and the world would be a little safer for the two of them.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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The Aerie
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Oliver watched with a deep scientific curiosity at his own healing, before his human nature overtook him and he realized that watching his body knit itself back together was actually rather disgusting. He wished this hadn't happen in the first place, but as the soreness set on his newly together skin, he ran a hand over it, and breathed a sigh of relief. If he was never impaled again, it would be too soon. He grimaced at the notion of having to stay still for so long, but he would do it, he really didn't want anymore internal bleeding, after all.

Olive nodded weakly at Niah, and smiled. Now that he was at least not in immediate danger of dying, he was fine with her going off and keeping the rest of the team safe. He didn't wanna keep her around if he was just gonna be sore and useless for a bit. He just kind of sat there, not looking forward to having the spend the next bit of time relatively immobile, but given the amount of running around and work he'd done today, he was fine letting the rest of his team take it from here. Sinking into where he was, he rubbed where his wound once was, and and let out a breath.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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The Aerie
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Oliver shocked himself at the level of honesty and directness he showed there. He just wanted more than anything to be alongside somebody that he knew cared about him in the moment, and that was what he was gonna seek out. The idea of Niah leaving, and him somehow not making it hurt him more than anything he'd ever experienced. He didn't ever want that to come to pass, he didn't want her to feel guilty for a death she'd tell herself she could have prevented. Oliver loved Niah, in a way that he hadn't completely realized until now, she was somebody he wanted to live with, not just exist with.

Then, the world folded in on itself, and Oli's stomach turned. The physics that this entire new paradigm introduced was starting to make his head spin, and a part of him honestly hoped that the things that were possible in this universe were somehow physical impossibilities in their own. He had no idea how spontaneous travel worked, but he knew that every explanation he could come up with at this particular moment; mortally wounded, lovestruck, and trying not to dissociate into the mind of a murderous psychopath was insufficient and would just make him look dumb if he tried to guess.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω Officially Done

Arthur Stanford

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Location: Van
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Arthur gave a long blink at Leda, and searched for words. In what ways could fighting for your life ever be fun? This felt like a thing people told themselves to be happy about the absolute hell of a situation they were in. It was fun up until the people they cared about were murdered. It felt so difficult to understand, but he just didn't want to push back that hard, so instead he gave a quiet nod, and said, "I hope I can see it that way sometime soon." Trying to sound as sincere as possible. He knew Leda was jus trying to help, and didn't wanna spite that.

Arthur didn't care much about the fact that they would be underwater, and him brain, for a moment, thought about how they'd be able to survive underwater, before he remembered that they now lived in a world with magic and gods. He was actually kinda excited to see a space like that, cool and dark, somewhere unlike he'd ever been. It was perhaps the only part of their adventure that he was really looking forward to. The only thing he could do was hope that things would ultimately be okay, and that nobody would get hurt. The rest was in the hands of the fates.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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The Aerie
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Oliver learned into Niah, and shrugged. "Clones are more likely." He said simply. If he was in their position, "Doppelgangers from another universe" would be pretty far down on the list of reasonable explanations for any of this, and he'd be very unlikely to even consider it when they lived in a world of clones and shape shifters and magic and aliens. There was too much to rule out, so he wasn't particularly frustrated at their current situation.

Oli did give a sort of quizzicle look at the thought of the womanhood of this universe's Wolverine, if only because it was a fundamental departure from their universe's variant. He wasn't about to say anything though, if there was one thing Oli seemed to learn, it was that he should keep his mouth shut and not act in precarious situations, and with a piece of wood nestled comfortable in his abdomen, he wasn't by any means out of the woods yet.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω Officially Done

Arthur Stanford

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Location: Van
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Arthur raised his head towards Kiera, and exhaled. He just said, "This is all just a lot, and I wish it wasn't happening, but what can we do about a prophecy, right? It's this or bad stuff is gonna happen." The silent part was, of course, that bad stuff would very probably happen either way, it just happened to be their jobs as heroes to sacrifice their personal happiness for the greater good. This was the sort of thing that sounded noble on paper, but in reality was dystopian, much like children selling lemonade so their parents could afford chemo. They were children, and they had to risk their lives and their loved ones to keep monsters and gods and titans and other wretched things from hurting all other people.

Arthur's eyes drifted on Leda, and a twinge of deep unfairness ran through him. Why, he wondered, did the fates not only separate him from the person he card for most, but also kept together two people who were clearly close? It was like somebody had him in mind specifically, and was mocking him. Maybe he could be pragmatic, and take time from these two to learn how best to deal with such separations, but for now, he felt more bitter than anything else, and it kept him from so much as

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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The Aerie
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Oli nodded weakly at Niah. He knew they needed to get him serious medical attention sooner rather than later, but he wanted to pus as much of a brave face on as he could. After all this, he just... didn't want to keep getting hurt. It seemed cowardly, but if he had the choice between working a desk job or research or literally anything that didn't invoke a daily risk of evisceration, he just felt like he had to take that. There was, however, the worry in his head that the government wouldn't let him stop working, after all, the son of Thanos was probably somebody you wanted to keep on a short leash.

Even with him being barely able to move, Oli's eyes rested on Raynor, somebody that he really did consider a good friend, but nevertheless was caught on ways to kill. He could barely move at the moment, and there was still the persistent thought that he could call Raynor over to him, get him distracted, and rip his heart out of his chest and show it to him before he died. He felt absolutely disgusted with himself, and he had no idea why his brain was doing this. He was only glad that he seemed to have the self control to keep himself from indulging.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω Officially Done

Arthur Stanford

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Location:Big House (outside) -> Van
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Arthur quietly nodded, and took a seat next to Andy in the Van. At least they got to ride together for a little while, that was really nice, and it would hopefully kill a lot of the tension in waiting for things to kick off, since things would finally actually be in progress. He gave a glance over to Kiera and Leda, knowing that the three of them would be spending a good amount of time together too. For not though, he just held Andy's hand, and was ready for this all to kick off. Plus, he would never say no to some climate control, a thing that seemed to be missing in a lot of the camp.

Sitting in the van, Arthur closed his eyes, and thought about the situation before him. He needed to self reflect, see what had happened to get him where he was today. It all seemed to be so much, the meeting of his best friend, finding out she was his sister, and then her dying. That hit him hard, and after that, his other best friend being turned into an animal and killed. Besides those two terribly traumatic events, it all seemed pretty okay, but the burden of that just seemed to absolutely ruin his ability to experience happiness here.