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Demetri Rowan Howell

Location: Forges
Skills:




Demetri gave Lauryn a half smile, shrugging his shoulders as she apologized for Michels behavior. It wasn't her place to need to apologize, and the small gesture of feeling the need to do so sat ill with him. It reminded him of something a girl at school used to go on about, something about women being trained to apologize to men and how the new wave needed to break the cycle. Demi didn't really understand it all, but it wasn't his place to disagree either. He turned back towards his work, hammering away his frustration to help better shape the neck into the shape of Odysseus's ship. "It's fine. You have nothing to be sorry for." His smile widened and softened, becoming a bit more genuine.

He placed the neck into the fire once more, pulling it out and shaping it, adding grooves, indents, and texture to make it appear more like wood and having it take the shape he wanted finally. Pleased, he dunked it into the pot next to him to quench it and steam rose out. Demetri pulled it out and placed it on a nearby table, moving over to the next item on the list. He heated more metal sheets, pressing them and forming them along the templates laid out before him thanks to Lauryn, creating the sides and back pieces. He continued the same marks he'd done on the neck on the outside of the back and sides, keeping the boat theme going. When he was finally done, he wiped some sweat off his brow and gave a whistle. "Man you guys make this stuff look easy. But who knows maybe I've got a bit of Hephaestus in me." Demi said with a chuckle as he continued on. "So, welding. Walk me through it?"


Cassian Rudenko

Location: Dining Pavilion
Skills:




Cassian thought on what Janelle was saying, playing a scale on his pan flute as he thought. The last note hung for a moment, before he finally released it and tapped his fingers on the Celestial bronze. "If he's anything like you then he must be an alright guy. Especially if he doesn't condone bullying." He noticed the absence of her next to him, having decided not to take the seat he offered her. It bothered him for some reason but he wasn't sure why. Cassian had decided to let it go, extending his legs a bit further out so that they were straight, having all the weight on his heels.

"You're not wrong there. No one should underestimate another person. Especially if that person is your opponent. It's one thing to be confident, another to be careless." Cassian stood up, looping the leather chord onto his hip again and giving a small stretch. He watched as the Harpies started clearing things out and gave a nod towards Janelle before recalling she couldn't see him. "Right. Soo...were you thinking we should leave together or?..." He didn't want to assume anything, especially if she had meant for them to part their separate ways.



Kwassi Asokho





Location: Outside Med-Bay
Skills: Photographic Memory : 16,



Kwassi was a bit stunned to see The President rifling through the skrulls pockets in search of something. It was made a bit clearer once he saw the cellphone, yet he felt as though there were more pressing matters at hand than making a phone call. He watched Cap say goodbye, jumping out of the window, only to be succeeded by a cacophony of gun shots against vibranium. He moved a bit closer towards the window, watching Cap flee and wishing he had some way to help.

After a moment Kwassi came back to see that Alex had finished his call, talking to someone named Ricky who he could only assume worked some form of security detail based on the help that Alex was asking for from his end. When the subject on how to proceed came up, Kwassi wished that the only human guard hadn't been knocked out. They could've used the information he had in order to help out as he doubted that the Secret Service manual was just laying about on the internet for all to read. "Right well it appears that The President has the children handled. Now it's simply a matter of figuring out how to explain this mess. I know he would have us bend the truth, but I'm not quite certain of the story he wishes for us to tell."
Maximillian Gray

Location: Housing Complex
Skills: Basic Spellcraft, ConjurationNew Outfit





Max was appalled at how freely everyone was talking after the initial silence of Veils question. Sure there were things that needed to be discussed, but they were on an island full of telepaths that could do countless things Max couldn't even imagine before today. Along with an entire section dedicated to mutants with magic just like him. He knew what he was capable of thanks to Wanda. The scrying, snooping, the potential for countless mutants who could easily be in The Council's pocket scanning them for conversations like this. Max pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation before pulling it away, his look of annoyance replaced with one of conviction.

Max scanned the area, checking every room as he walked through and briefly took it all in to examine their space while everyone talked. When he finally finished he caught the tail end of Waverly's words before placing one cupped hand over the other and creating a small orb of swirling magic. Small symbols began to form like tiny constellations, swirling around the orb as it grew with each breath. Max slowly expanded his hands and allowed for the magic to grow, flowing over everyone and everything as it perfectly fit into the nooks and crannies of the apartment, effectively giving it a second layer before seeping into the walls, floor, and ceiling. The trim was peppered with small runes that danced across the beams, the same patterns echoed at the top of each wall along the edges, and the corners of the ceiling.

Once Max felt his magic click into place he let out a long sigh. "If you insist on being paranoid on an island full of telepaths and magical mutants, feel free, but at the very least let me set up some wards to prevent them from spying onto our conversations and reporting them back to the very people you're so concerned with." He was beginning to feel frustrated with his powers now more than ever. Having moments ago struggled to make a good impression only to now effortlessly ward their entire home without so much as a bead of sweat. "I don't know whats going on here, we've only just arrived, and I can't figure out why the FUCK my magic has felt so damn easy but when I needed it to impress the head witch it falters and fails JUST LIKE ALWAYS!"

He looked at everyone in front of him, his shoulders dropping slightly, and letting out another sigh. "Sorry I'm just...I'm frustrated. Oh, and I protected the house by the way. No magical or telepathic spying can happen within this space we now live in."

Echo

Location: Housing Complex
Skills: .




Harry had remained fairly silent towards the beginning of the conversations. Half listening, half in his own mind about what was going on. He shot glances at his sister every once in a while when she wasn't looking. As if he was trying to figure something out and he just couldn't quite get the last piece. Nervously he began to shake his right leg, gently tapping his toe against the floorboards. "Maybe Waves is right. We shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth. I know I'm knew to this all but… is there maybe a chance that you've spent so much of your lives running, hiding, and searching for monsters around every corner that maybe, just maybe, you're unable to stop?"

Harry made his way towards an open wall and leaned against it. Maybe he was projecting a little with his recent events, or maybe he had a point. He didn't know. He thought for a moment, placing a finger against his lower lip. "We're all new here but they aren't. We have a literal detective and a guy with a very leveled head having spent months here and they haven't said anything to the contrary. Maybe you're just...afraid to stop the fight? Afraid of the silence."



Matthew Madigan


Location: Merlins Tower (Inside)
Skills:





To say that Maddie was frustrated was an understatement. He slid the knife back into its slot, looking at Colbys hand and debating if he should take it or not. A small part of him wished to smack it away and just help himself up, but he knew Colby didn't mean anything by his comment. Maddie let out an exasperated sigh before taking his friend's aid and getting up. "Well the only other spell I know is to Conjure fire and I doubt that would've gone well in a room full of books with some of our party intermingled with the enemy. So I thought… I thought I could create the rabbit behind them and have it tear through them first but clearly that didn't work!"

His tone was sharp, his voice raised only slightly in annoyance for the events that had transpired. Maddie flinched back as Colby went to go touch his newly acquired bald spot. Quickly storming towards his bag and pulling out his father's hat that he had brought along with him. It certainly hadn't fit him as a child, but now that he'd grown and his hair became a voluminous mess, it sat perfectly atop his head, having his curls coming out the sides and back and hiding the spot.

Demetri Rowan Howell

Location: Camp Forges
Skills:




Demetri stayed, his back turned to Michel and Lauryn now as he began to work at the metal. His tongue sticking out ever so slightly as he concentrated on his work. He was rather hesitant with the first hit, barely making a dent, but once he felt the rhythm it started to take shape. But as the clanging sounds of metal began to fade into the background, Demi started listening into the conversation Lauryn and Michel were having. It wasn't loud per se, but he could tell by the tone that she was trying to encourage him. Keep him from being dissuaded from his work.

His ear perked up slightly as he listened in, attention now being pulled as Michel began to yell out in either anger or frustration or both. Demi's eye shifted to try and see what happened and then he missed his mark, bending the metal out of shape from his intended design. Demetri gripped the hammer a bit too tight, now frustrated that all his work got ruined by a single stroke. He tried to correct the mistake but only made it worse. Frustrated air rushed out of his nose as he tried to exhale and calm himself down. He needed to push past what was happening around him and focus on why he was doing this work. And so Demi began to hammer at it again, smaller gentle hits to help correct where it had gone wrong and move it back to where it was meant to go.


Cassian Rudenko

Location: Dining Pavilion
Skills:




Cassian studied Jace's face, looking for signs of intent and seeing that he was willing to let this slide if only he cured his half brother. There was a pause, silence clinging to Cassian as he held his breath before finally relaxing his shoulders and finishing the song. He hadn't been lying when he said he could cure what he'd done. It was a simple matter to him, and he felt as the song carried out his powers and settled them into the ears of the younger Ares kid. Jace hadn't fully understood what had happened, Cassian had decided, and after all why would he? Ares' kids were all simpletons.

When Jace finally left, Cassian sat back down onto the seat and tapped the empty space next to him loud enough for Janelle to hear. "Care to have a seat? And hey, we aren't all bad. I just… I don't appreciate being bullied like that. I can't exactly out power an Ares kid but…" Cassian played a few notes on his pan flute. Random notes that somehow carried a weight to them. "I can do things my own way. But that just makes me someone to be weary of." His tone was soft, sad, as if he couldn't figure out how to fit in with the other demi-gods. Then again his father hardly ever fit in with the Olympians so perhaps that's how it went. "Must've had one tough parent to raise not one but two demi-kids."
Maximillian Gray

Location: Genosha
Skills: Basic Spellcraft, ConjurationNew Outfit





Max turned to face James, giving him a bit of a weak smile as his mind continued to run. He wanted to glance back to where the council was previously. Wanted to see Selene one more time, ask her questions while she was here, but she wasn't. They had all begun to disperse already, and Max already had a meeting with her later in the day. He ran a finger over the box, chuckling softly to what James had said. He was about to answer his question, when James' attention was suddenly pulled away by Caspers antics. So he waited patiently for him to return, opening up the case and seeing the meteorite inside once more.

Once James finally returned Max rolled his eyes at him playfully. "Well to answer your previous question, I'm not entirely sure. I was going to ask Selene about it later, see if maybe I can make it into a wand, use it as a focus for my powers. Or perhaps something a bit more fashion forward and I can replicate that sling ring Runa had, just instead of it making portals, it channels my magic. Maybe we can make a nice bracelet for you two, or a weapon, or some...rings." Max said as he arched an eyebrow at James.

All playfulness ended however, when James mentioned the little slip up with Havok. "That… was my power coming through again." He let out a heavy sigh. "I thought… they were working so well when I awoke, and it felt so different, the control was almost there, but up there on stage...they just went back to their own chaotic self. Part of why I want to meet with Selene, see what she can show me and see if I can create an object to help me wield my powers. Buuuut I did purposefully leave that homophobic asshole with a penchant for trouble up there. He deserved it."

Echo

Location: Genosha
Skills: .




Harry couldn't comprehend what his sister was saying. It made sense, it was logical, but still none of it made sense. It had been less than a year since his fiancé died. Less than a year since he joined the Mutant Underground in order to avenge her in a way that he could, by helping other mutants like her while spitting in the eye of those who would hurt them. But now, in such a short time it has all come to a close. His hands were trembling at the thought, he wasn't ready to let go just yet. He wasn't done grieving. And it all felt so selfish.

Harry wanted to say something, a thought flashing across his mind that gave him such pause it scared him. Maybe I don't want to honor them this way. Maybe the purifiers should still pay for their actions. His eyes went wide for a moment, turning to glance at Magneto as he rocketed away. Harry knew he couldn't think like him, but for the first time ever he wondered. [I]How much pain is hidden behind that helmet?[/i
"Maybe…"



Matthew Madigan


Location: Merlins Tower (Inside)
Skills:





With every thump against the door, Maddie's heart beat faster and faster. He didn't know what to expect, what exactly was behind the door. Clearly it was soldiers but to what extent? When the entrance was finally breached, everyone reacted with such speed. Colby brought out a shield to help cover others, Red launched shot after shot and Wednesday cleaved through several guards. But still their numbers were greater than theirs. Maddie tried to think of a solution, tried to find something that would be quicker than attempting to pick them off one by one with his daggers.

That was when he saw Silkie. It gave him an idea that was crazy enough to work. Maddie tried to focus on the feelings he held earlier. Focusing on the way he encanted and the motions he did to try and bring back his little demonic friend. His hope was that it would appear behind enemy lines, biting ankles and ripping throats as it made its way to the forefront. Instead the killer rabbit appeared right in front of him looking as vicious as ever. Maddie swiped his blade towards the creature, missing and leaving a wide opening for it to attack. The rabbit jumped onto him, causing him to panic. He tried to swipe again, making sure not to stab himself, but having the caution caused him to miss. Finally he decided to take the plunge and aimed with full force. Injuring the creature enough to get it off of him, holding his dagger and staring it down. "Definitely not going to plan."



Kwassi Asokho





Location: Outside Med-Bay
Skills: Photographic Memory : 16,



Kwassi listened to the idea of redirecting lightning, a grin spreading across his face as he thought of the notion. His eyes were fixated on Amelia, only glancing sparingly towards the large brute, to see if she could pull it off. Unfortunately she didn't even try. Sure she wasn't a firebender, but the technique was created from studying water benders and using their fluidity to allow for a defense against the attack. The stance itself was wide and grounded melding earth and water techniques. Granted it was a fictional world that had no bearings in science so all of this was a moot unless they studied it in a lab or field tested it.

He was ready to put the theory to the test when Bonnie hatched a plan and went to act on it. Kwassi twirled his staff once more, clanging it against the ground to try and get the Skrulls attention but he seemed to be following Bonnie instead. She pulled out a pair of rubber gloves and immediately Kwassi understood what she aimed to do. Who needed bending techniques when you had science on your side? As swiftly as she came up with the idea she dispatched the skrull, allowing Kwassi to relax and look at the dying Skrull. "Like I said, I've fought more adept warriors."

He pressed his finger against the staff, causing it to retract so that he may place it back onto the small of his back. Looking towards the group, a bit wide eyed, he simply said. "I...I have no training on how to deal with a group of children. And anything to erode the bodies would take too much time. Bonnie, what's your call?"

Demetri Rowan Howell

Location: Camp Store
Skills:




Demetri watched as Michel tried at his project once more, bending the sheet of metal and then instantly being infuriated by it. He went to reach a hand out towards the kid, pulling it back before it went too far and sliding it into his pockets. Demi watched silently as Michel grumbled to himself before handing the rod over to Lauryn for him to use. He wanted to go up to Michel and see how he could help, maybe offer to help him and place his own project to the side. But Demetri wasn't sure how well the kid would take it. Would he, being a child of Hephaestus, be insulted by the other? Would it somehow emasculate him to have another attempt to fix their mistake? Demi wasn't sure, so he stood there in silence, hands in his pockets, and staring at the boy before him as he bit his lower lip.

Before his eye bore holes into the back of Michels head, Demi reached for the rod and silently went to heat it up. His eye glanced back at Michel every now and then, until finally the metal heated up to a bright yellow. He reached for a nearby hammer and placed the rod onto the anvil and began to hammer away. Small sparks would fly as he clanged against the heated metal. Watching as the metal began to take shape, Demetri started to have an idea of how he wanted it to look. Something along the lines of the bow of the ship he had built on Circe's Island. Following the same curves and grooves it would've had to really emphasize its connection to the Odyssey.




Cassian Rudenko

Location: Dining Pavilion
Skills:




"Daughter of Hypnos you say? Now that's interesting, I haven't met any children of Hypnos yet. And you said you have a half brother who's a child of Ares?" Cassian glanced over towards the Ares table where he'd just affected one of the kids. Not his intended target, but it sent a point all the same. Granted he hadn't stopped short of thinking about what pissing off the Ares cabin could do, and he certainly wasn't wishing to pick a fight, simply just to get even. After all, a prank for a prank was fair game.

"Unfortunately it seems I struck a chord with the Ares cabin. I unintentionally gave one of the younger cabin mates a case of madness, granted I wasn't trying to. But anything that can be done, can be undone. So if you could calm down Jace, I can fix your half brother and then I can go about my day undisturbed and sans wedgies." Cassian placed his pan flute by his lips once more, playing a single note as he glared at Jace and watched him closely.


Maximillian Gray

Location: Genosha
Skills: Basic Spellcraft, ConjurationNew Outfit





Embarrassment ran through Max, coloring his cheeks with a tint or red. Of all the moments for his powers to disagree with him, why did it have to be now? Why couldn't he do the simplest of things for even just a moment? He'd thought back towards every other instance of his levitation, realizing each one was done out of survival rather than for fun. The only time he'd managed to do it without being in peril was while attempting to contemplate on the spell and purposefully meditating alongside it. Max wanted to grip his hands in frustration, but if Selene was out here, he didn't want to show her any more weakness than he already had.

Just as Max was about to attempt to untangle the magic again, he felt his connection snap, right as he turned to see a dark figure talking in a language he didn't understand. He fell down onto the stage, eyes still fixated onto her as she told him to meet her at the witching hour. Max watched the shadows before him, noting how much time he likely had before this encounter, and turned to look at Jack as he stood up. He didn't speak, didn't say anything, just gave the man a reaffirming nod to indicate that he would allow him to show him where this Glade was. Max brushed his clothes, taking off invisible dirt in an attempt to settle himself back into his mind and away from what had just occurred.

Max tried not to roll his eyes as Magneto gave his speech. He appreciated the gesture of the gift, having been into space himself, but the notion that mutants were the finale in the evolutionary chain? He was certain humanity thought themselves that way once too. Life will always find a way. Max carefully grabbed his case, opening it slightly just to peer inside and see the object for itself. He began to wonder what properties it might hold for his powers, if he could perhaps forge it into a wand and use it to help him cast. His nerdier side wished to make a sword or dagger like Sokka, but he didn't wish to take any lives.

Echo

Location: Genosha
Skills: .




Harry wasn't sure what he had planned. Hr was on a foreign island, surrounded by mutants, with the eyes of their past nemesis watching their every move at the moment. He had nowhere to go, no place to call home here, no friends to run to that weren't grand standing on stage. As he took another step towards the edge of the stage his vision began to blur, the world seemed to spin around him as nausea hit and panic slowly made its way in. He didn't get far into his feelings, seeing his twin appear before him and holding his hand. At that moment she acted like an anchor to him, and all he could do was stare into her eyes and try not to focus on the strange yet beautiful island.

Harry took in a deep breath, exhaling slowly before speaking. "Ça va? Ça va? Je suis sur une île à des kilomètres de chez moi sans nulle part où aller, sans but, je vais très bien!" He spat out in a stage whisper, hoping the telepaths weren't projecting anything being said here. Harry sucked in air before looking at Veil's eyes once again. "Are you not the least bit concerned? What are we doing here? What even is the point if mutantkind has this now? I...what was it all for?" It wasn't fair to ask so much of his sister, but he didn't know what else to say.
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