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Demetri Rowan Howell

Location: Zeus Cabin > Arena
Skills:




Demetri thanked Tammy as she agreed to help get some supplies ready for the funeral, or cremation he supposed. Either way her heart was in the right place and he couldnt be any more thankful for that. He supposed that Leda was right, he wasn't entirely sure what their connections with the gods was like, nor was he aware how frequent they may try to speak to them in person. He was about to say something when Andy and Arthur spoke up, taking his attention for a brief moment away from anything he may of been able to retort back to Leda. He offered Arthur a warm smile, as he looked around the empty cabin. Perhaps he could speak to the Hephaestus kids at some point and see if they could create a bed frame or something for them? Sure it wasn't exactly in their wheelhouse but he was more than certain theyd be up to the task.

Demi turned to say something, and his voice was caught in his throat as a horn sounded off in the distance. Leda informed them that it meant they needed to make way to the Arena and Demetri couldnt help but wonder if this had anything to do with the news that he gave the Hermes cabin. Before anything could be said on it, Leda swept them all up and rushed them to the Arena. The feeling was not unlike a rollercoaster, his stomach dropped, his head reeled back, and his feeling of sickness kicked in. As soon as they stopped, Demetri took a second to look around, the nausea having not caught up to him as he say Zeke with his stupid golden glow and stupid beautiful hair with his stupid cute smile. As he was about to insult him all that came up was vomit, as his hands clasped against his thighs as he wretched onto the ground. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and looked at Leda and Arthur panting out the next few words "What...he said..."



Matthew Madigan


Location: Oak Park > Car
Skills: N/A





Matthew fiddled with his thumbs as his head spun more and more questions. He didn't want to assault her with a barrage of inquiries yet there was still so much that he didn't know, so much he needed to know. His leg shook slightly as he stood, anticipation and anxiety running rampant throughout as he awaited for Tinker to lead them towards a new world of adventure. The thought alone of a woman who could transform into a dragon and breathe villainous lime green flames was unnerving to say the least. But it also made him curious as to if her child could do the same, and did other children inherit such powers from the world of fairytales? His story was that of wonder yet to his knowledge his father wasn't one with a lot of power per se. Then again depending on the tale he did make tea time permanent so that he would never advance past that time. Maddy stopped walking for a beat as he tried to wrap his mind around the idea of warping and altering time.

A few seconds later and he shook his head clear of those thoughts and back on more tangible things, such as the Vorpal Sword, or pet Jabowacky, the idea of fighting back to back, side by side, with a child of Arthur and the legendary excalibur in his hand while Maddy wields the Vorpla Sword; fighting off Maleficent and having Colby use his powers of disapperation to land the final blow. A small smile crept up at the corner of his lips before he sat down in the car. "I-I'm sorry for all the questions but...how old are you? How long do pixies live? And most importantly how does time work in Arcadia versus here? Is it a one to one ratio? Is one day here 30 over there? And how exactly does one get there? I've never seen it on any map." Maddy wasn't so sure about their seating arrangements, but he took the passenger seat none the less, taking the hint from Colby.


River


River watched as they're new tank got slammed with almost 4,000 points of damage. The ability seemed to be called Vengeance, and it appeared as though it reflected back the damage they deal to it back. What sort of a cooldown was the ability on? How much mana did it use it for it? Was this a beatable monster? So many questions ran through his head as he looked on with horror at the sheer damage it did. Two of its attacks did seemingly nothing, one of which marked Willow as "it" but there was no clarification on exactly what that meant. "Aura, here!" The familiar green wisps of air and mana swirled around River as they made their way to his wand. A beam of healing energy flying out and hitting Aura, healing her while he gained 25 mana back. River anxiously tapped his wand against his leg as the 10 seconds felt like years, waiting for the tic back and then another beam towards Aura, then once more for three total heals hitting her.

It wasn't much, but the 75 mana was a start in the right direction. "Cecilia, if vengeance is a scale off of damage dealt, then perhaps we dont want to burst it down. If we can force it to waste its resources I'm sure we can beat it. Slow and steady may win this race. Deplete the mana and theres no Vengeance. No vengeance means we can burst it down later. This Imprison however... I'm afraid to see what it does." River steadied himself, keeping his eyes on the Treants abilities while also making sure everyones health would be ok. He still had enough action to cast another Beam if anyone got hit after its 10 seconds were up.
Maximillian Gray

Location: Cherry Bomb Basement (Wardrobe Suite Hallway)
Skills: New Outfit





Havok was a wealth of information, that is if the wealth was a dried up old well with nothing to offer. He had hoped that Jack had dealings with the Underground much like he did the Morlocks, but it appeared that it wasn't very extensive. There was also the thought that perhaps he kept people at arms length, never letting anyone get too close; that would explain his secretive meeting with daddy dearest earlier today. Max blew a tuft of hair out of his face in frustration, annoyed that he was no closer to figuring out what was happening here than where he first started. Shaw owned this bar, they already knew that, a hound was found in the basement, that was to be expected though it wasnt who he expected nor was it some random mutant. Now his team was being divided and trapped in separate rooms to do who knows what kind of experiments based on the jars they had passed before hand. There was a slight shudder to him as he thought on it and decided to focus on the task at hand.

As Havok mentioned that he wouldve liked to have hit him, Max wasnt sure if he should chuckle or be insulted. Sure they clearly didnt get along, but this could be seen as a form of dry humor to help alleviate the tension between them. Max took one look at Havok and decided, it wasn't a joke nor would Havok attempt to diffuse a situation. He seemed more like the type to instigate one just for fun. As Havoks blast was concentrated it blew the door clean off and landed hitting Leighton. Max immediately rushed over to help her up, placing his hand where it had hit her gently and asking if shes was ok. Havoks next words caught his attention however, Emma. The very same woman they had fought not too long ago, though it was clear she wasn't present. Flames threatened to kick his hands as he wanted to ignite the mutant where she stood, but he kept his cool, standing by Leighton incase she needed help. "What do you want Emma. Why are you here?"




Peter Jackson Bernard


Location: Mexican Stand Off outside of the train.
Skills: Jinxes Galor.





It appeared things were beginning to spice up as two black vans appeared, and an avenger no less, came out from one of them. The would be heros certainly looked interesting, between Hawkeye, a hunk, a cyclops wannabe, mini hawkeye, and finally...a fourth of those twins? Now that was a lovely surprise. Jinx gauged them all, wondering who would move first as he determined the bigger threats among them. His eyes made their way over towards the Three in One, giving them a look as he side glanced Anastasia so that they could open up a 5 way channel of communication between them. Once he could feel theirs minds connected he smiled thinking Oh good, I was hoping youd understand. Anastasia, I'm going to make that hunk of a man more easily manipulated by you ok? Try and get him on our side, as for your new quadruplet Three in One, I'll block out her powers as well as that Strange girl who asked to borrow someones powers. Dont need a wild card like that roaming around.

The idea of having someone who could steal powers was definitely not good. If she got her hands on Jinxs or Anastasia's it could go very poorly. Luckily his didnt have a tell, so she may think his only super power is the annoyance he creates or his Psionic bolts he can throw. As the wind tussled his hair slightly, Jinx blew another bubble, this one rather large going up just beneath his eyes before popping and splattering across his lips. He pooled it back in before talking between chews. "I'm sorry who are you guys supposed to be? I mean him I get, but what are you babysitting nowadays? Oh and what's with the Blondie? Get her at a discount villain store or something? Yeesh." His attention now fully turned towards Flynn as he eyed him up and down. "Listen, I dont usually do this on first dates but uh, hows about we get outta here and you can cuff me back at home. I'll even roleplay with ya so you can pretend to be a big bad hero huh?"

Demetri Rowan Howell

Location: Hermes Cabin > Zeus Cabin
Skills:




Demetri nodded at Bryan, taking note to make his way over towards his cabin. It seemed Leda, Arthur, and Andy were all still there, Tammy having joined them at some point. There was a heavy sigh before one foot moved in front of the other, making his way towards Zeus's cabin. His steps felt leadened, heavy, as his chest tightened fearing that he would come across her live body still standing there. As he approached the party, his head hung low, catching the tail end of what Arthur was saying. "I don't see why you couldnt stay with us in Zeus's cabin if youd like. It doesn't have much but I'm sure we can move some of your stuff into it to help out." Demetri tried his best to put on a smile for Arthur and Andy. He reached forward and tussled Andy's hair slightly before turning towards Leda and leaning in to whisper something to her.

He kept his voice low, trying to ensure that Arthur and Andy couldnt hear him. His head kept down as he spoke to her "I spoke to Thanatos. I was shown and ensured that Ash is fine but... but he didnt leave without dropping me a warning. I had the Hermes kids spread the word but incase you hadnt heard He told me that a war is coming. Beings from Tartarus will play a part in it and that we must unite the strength of both camps if we are to win. I assume he means the Roman's but, this cant be a coincidence. The child of one of the big three falls just before the loom of war approaches?" He backed away and spoke up so they could all hear once more. "Have you guys decided on the funeral proceedings? Is it to be cremation or burial? If the former perhaps we could have the hephaestus kids make a vase for her. If the latter then I doubt we need a coin for Chiron seeing as how shes already passed the river, and a tablet is out of the question seeing as how she has the best guide there is."



Matthew Madigan


Location: Oak Park
Skills: N/A





There was definitely a lot to process here. So many things that needed to be vetted, and a lot of trust to be placed in a stranger. Maddy almost didn't want to believe it, any of it, but there was that nagging feeling inside him. A major "what if?" That lurked in his mind, telling him of how much he would miss if he chose not to at least go and see this possible new world. Another side of him warned of danger, not just the one coming from Villains like Maleficent, Jafar, or any others, but real danger that came from trusting a stranger. Unfortunately for him, his curiosity had already won out this battle, shrinking down any anxiety that may be holding him back and telling him not to go. He nodded as Colby spoke, glad to hear that he was on board with him in following her around. The more they could find out the better, and who was this mysterious missing person?

He looked towards Tinker and nodded with a stern smile. Ideas racing through his mind and filling it with wonderous imaginations. The thought of epic quest, daring sword fights, magic, wonder and more by the side of Colby; oh and some other kids too he guessed. The thought sunk deeper as he realized he had no real skills to call on for adventure. Just his mind to help solve puzzles or riddles, but he doubted that anything like that actually existed in the realm of adventure. Then again, he doubted fairytales were real until just a few moments ago. "Is it true she can shift into a dragon? Is Merlin really that old? Will we get to meet Alice and see the Vorpol sword?! And I still havent heard if that's a test or no to flying today." Maddy was already on his feet, ready to go and see this new world that had been unveiled before him.
Maximillian Gray

Location: Cherry Bomb Basement (Wardrobe Suite Hallway)
Skills: Conjuration New Outfit





Max nodded at Veils requested, knowing now wasn't the time to fight or bicker. Havok and him would have to put aside their differences if they were to work as a team and help the others out. He motioned for Havok to follow him, leading the pair down the Hallway Max had just come back from and seeing the familiar metal door. He may not recognize the material, but all metals melt...right? "How much do you know about Jack? Like his family and stuff. I'm curious if the X-gene runs in his family seeing that Casper and him both seem to have it you know?" Aside from serving as small talk in the way to the door, Max was beginning to wonder if all this closing doors and hounded X-Men was his father's doing. He was here and could've worked for Shaw, but that was just speculation based on happenstance. He didn't expect Havok to answer, let alone to any form of friendly to him, but boy did Max hate awkward silences at times.

Once they were about five feet from the door, Max held his hand out for Havok to stop. "I think I have an idea for how to get this door down. I'm going to try and create something to help amplify your powers so that they come out in a steady, concentrated, beam to help melt the lock on this door. Figure that's safer than you blasting while I'm by the door." Max took a moment, gathering his mind into a steady stream of consciousness as he took some deep breaths and calmed himself. He focused on his task, crafting a large magnifying glass, rimmed with gold and held down onto the ground by it's two large feet made of gold. Its focal point was aimed at the doors lock so that Havoks blasts would melt it off. "Shes all yours."




Peter Jackson Bernard


Location: Inside the middle train > Car
Skills:





Jinx took her hand in his, lifting it softly to his lips as he kissed her knuckles. "The pleasure is all mine I'm sure. Now hows about we see ourselves out of this sad cage and onto a new life?" If he was honest with himself, Jinx would believe that this mission was too easy, something that the Three-in-One could've accomplished easily without the need of others. They had stopped the train, could locate the prisoners needed, and he's sure they wouldve been able to worm their way into the minds of the pair in order to have them happily come along to the club. So why the charade? Were they planning on Jinx and Anastasia to turn down a meeting about this elusive Genosha that they speak of. He shook his head, figuring none of that mattered now. They had taken the mission and completed it ease as well as freed some brethren along the way.

Jinx began to made hi way off the cart, keeping an eye out for any potential threats, as well as making sure that his two new allies didnt try to run away. He reached for a his pocket, just shy of grabbing his phone when he remembered that it had been crushed earlier that day. A scowl appeared as he blew another bubble and slid his hand back out. He wanted to check on Wanda, see how she was doing, and he wanted to meet with Casper to gain some more information on a few things. This was all a huge mess and he needed to find a way to fix it. Requiem was always a nice buffer for him, and with that gone, all sense of familiarity was quickly slipping like sand between his fingers. He needed an anchor and he needed it now.




Interacting with: @Scribe of Thoth@Hero@Obscene Symphony

Salem held one finger up to speak in protest but the words got caught in his throat. Technically he never messed with the crime scene, he wouldnt be that dull or stupid, especially if he'd planned to get the authorities involved. Eris on the other hand, managed to get his well manicured hands on a piece of evidence and decided the best course of action was to keep and pocket it. Surely he had a phone to take pictures of, or was he one of those old vampires who couldnt work a typewriter to save their life, let alone a phone. He was an actor after all, and who better to fake being good at something than he? Salem just sighed in disbelief as they were being corralled into the back of a car, wondering how it is that Eris's aurheadedness got them all into this mess. The last thing Salem wanted was another investigation on himself, but none of that mattered now. All he could do was follow along to make the process go by faster.

Salem pulled out his phone and sent a quick text to Aaron.

"Don't ask, I'm getting pulled into a murder investigation and going to be seeing the princess, which one would I likely see and what's the best etiquette and demeanor to hold with her? Any known titles she prefers? Eye contact no eye contact? Please reply quickly."


As soon as the message was sent, he pulled up the image and kept his phone on it so that itd be ready to show when the time came. Eris, despite the questionable amount of air between his ears, managed to aske the question they were all dying to know, how could this happen on Noila grounds? Who would be bold enough to do such a thing?



Matthew Madigan


Location: Oak Park
Skills: N/A





Colby had been fairly quite during all this, it was a lot to process to be sure. Maddys mind was at ends with itself, his introverted personality wishing to go invisible, stay quiet, and simply observe; while his curious nature wanted to prove Tinkers mind, ask every possible question and more so every impossible question, but the conflict left him sitting there, on a bench, staring down at his pants. He wasn't sure what he wanted to do next, he didn't know which way to go, what was up and if up was even the right direction today go. Matthew pulled out his phone, angling it so only he could see the screen, as his fingerprint unlocked the device with a satisfying click noise. He opened his text messages and tapped on one of the only two people he tended to speak to, Carroll. He sent her a message, having finally decided what it is he wanted to do, but needing to take precautions incase this stranger was some form of kidnapper that prayed on orphans no one would miss.

"Carroll, I've been contacted by someone who claims to know my birth parents. I want to follow them, know more, but I need time off from work to do so. I'm sorry for the short notice. Im sharing my location with you incase I'm in danger."


With that set he clicked his phone off and looked towards the supposed fairy, pixie?, fairytale creature, and nodded at her. "I'll go with you. I'd like to pick up my cat if that's possible, but I'll ultimately trust you...for now. On the way there do you mind telling me about the others? Their parents? What happened to Arcadia? Who did all of this? Oh and are we traveling via dust? I'm allergic to dust and I'm not quite sure how my allergies will react to Pixie Dust, pixie duh, Nevermind that, are there others like you? Anyone else besides you and Merlin?-" Maddys inquisitive side had won the war and his mouth could hardly keep up with the myriad of questions that his mind was producing. It was like a child in a museum asking you every possible question about dinosaurs as if you were the expert on all such things. He knew she probably didn't know everything, but any knowledge is good knowledge he figured.

Demetri Rowan Howell

Location: Forest > Iris Cabin > Hermes Cabin.
Skills:




There was a certain fear on him as he awaited a response. Time seemed to be sta doing still, and the moment dragged on for what felt like ages before the man spoke to him. Once Thanatos finally did, Demetri let go of a breath he wasn't even aware he was holding. The thick white fog rolling out of his mouth as he exhaled, shoulders lowering and then quivering once more as the cold hit him again. She was alright, for now. The Underworld was an unpleasant place, and those who dwelled there were seldom happy. But she was under her father's wings for now and that alone would being Demi comfort. That is, before Thanatos decide to speak once more. He spoke of an oncoming war, one that would require the union of Roman and Greek children; from what Aster had mentioned before, it didnt seem likely to happen. The words set a pit into his chest, an emptiness that sunk and became dark before a new feeling arose, urgency. No sooner did the fig lift and the warmth return than did Demetri feel his legs jitter and the need to run.

He began sprinting through the forest, leaves crunching beneath his shoes as he made his way for camp. He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to shift himself into a Raven to cover ground faster, but his powers wouldnt give, the anxiety and urgency was overriding all else as his disorder was now hyper focused on the task at hand. If he ran past anyone, he didn't know, he was blind to all but his goal. His shoes skid as dirt piled up to their left halting him to a stop before running into the Iris Cabin. All who was there was Eva, the head of the Demeter Cabin. Not who he was looking for, nor was he sure if she could help, but either way he relayed his message. "I saw Thanatos, he says a war is coming." Before Eva could speak, Demetri was already off, his mind zoned into the next cabin, the Hermes Cabin. If the speedsters of Iris couldn't help him perhaps the ones of Hermes could. As he finally reached the other Cabin, he leaned against the door frame, looking inwards at the kids of Hermes present as well as the head for Apollo, Bryan. " I don't know who else to tell, but I figure the children of messenger gods is a good start. Thanatos has spoken to me, says there is a war coming, one involving creatures of Tartarus..." his breaths were labored as his body attempted to readjust to both the warmth as well as the drastic changes in adrenaline. "...He said we must strengthen up, and that this will require the aid of the Roman's as well."
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