[hr][h1][b][i][color=6666FF][center]Demetri Rowan Howell[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/598409965438369802/image0.jpg[/img][/center][hr][center][color=6666FF][b]Location[/b][/color]:   Ship: Top Deck > Lower Decks
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Demetri made sure to make a mental reminder not to heighten his voice near the visually impaired. How was he supposed to know that Daredevil was basically real? Before he could say another word to the group it appeared that something had come up and the mist began to vanish ending his call. He stood there for a moment, staring at the now empty space before him until something hit him. His attention went full swing as he turned to look at the group of giggling girls. Kiera had asked him if he cared to join, and honestly he was surprised given the other two within the area. But he smiled and shrugged as he made his way in and sat down on the floor criss cross.

[Color=6666FF]"Im always up for a bit of mischief and fun. So sure, I suppose I'll join in. Whatre we doing?"[/color] His food had gotten cold but he began to dig in, eating what was left on his plate before setting it aside to lean back on the palms of his hands. [Color=6666FF]"Oh and they seemed to be doing just fine. Something appeared to come up towards the end there but I couldn't see what it was, sounded more like uninvited attention more than it did life death peril so I'm sure Kristen can handle it. Other than that im sure the golden boy is more than happy to be surrounded by two girls for who knows how long."[/color]