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[color=#F6B45B][b]Location:[/b][/color] Hermes Cabin
[color=#F6B45B][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] Miles Morrison (brother)
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Crossing the threshold into the large cabin Tyler had come to call home over the last four years of his life, he couldn't help but immediately notice the mess around the place. What was it with the Hermes kids and the lost, unclaimed souls; did none of them know how to clean up after themselves... or make their beds? To a certain extent, he understood. He used to sleep on the floor beside his siblings before he was [i]granted the rank of Master[/i]. Well, Cabin Councellor, but it was basically the same thing. Master Jedi. Cabin Councellor. Whatever. Same difference. He knew what not having any privacy was like, and the constant reminder that your belongings weren't safe. Not with a cabin full of thieves. But the sleeping bags, blankets and pillows; not to mention the clothing that littered the cabin floors. Tyler had to force himself to ignore it, knowing he didn't have time to start playing Cinderella around the cabin.

Turning, Tyler pushed himself up the stairs two at a time, gently pushing past a few of his siblings as he kept his eye out for one in particular. [url=https://64.media.tumblr.com/ea6d6be1831bc541d45fa80abeab0e0a/5fac1cfc10ce9cd4-6e/s1280x1920/db7d6429a9b2f5f1407573dc5e9125329e4443af.gif]Miles[/url]. [s]Alex[/s] Miles Morrison. Of course, he could easily ask Sawyer for his help but Tyler just wasn't in the mood to go searching the camp for his satyr friend. Miles was much easier to find. Just look for the scrawny blond kid sitting in a corner with his nose in a book. Out of the many siblings he had, Jaime, Anzu, and Miles were the ones he tolerated the most. "Tolerated" being used in the most affectionate way possible. Tyler had never really been a people person before camp, but especially after coming here and finding out his godly parent just so happened to father quite a few kids of his own as well as taking about [i]a bajillion[/i] kids under his proverbial wing that he had to share a cabin floor with... it didn't exactly help his displeasure for being around too many people at once.

It didn't take long for Tyler to locate his brother doing exactly what he knew he'd be doing, in the same exact corner of the house he always read in. It was one of the quietest places in the entire cabin besides Tyler's bedroom. Tyler had told Miles several times that he was more than welcome to go up into his room and read to get away from their rowdy housemates, but Miles was one of the few who refused to enter Tyler's room without him being in there as well. Something that made Tyler admire the boy all the more. It was nice to know at least one of his siblings acknowledged personal space. As Tyler approached his fair-haired brother, he hooked his thumbs in his front pockets and came to a stop just in front of Miles, rocking back and forth on his feet.

[color=#F6B45B]"Hey Alex, I need a favor, man."[/color] The look Miles shot Tyler with the use of the name Ty knew he didn't care too much for [sub](though it [i]was[/i] his actual first name)[/sub] forced a chuckle from the boy, motioning back over his shoulder in the direction of his bedroom. [color=#F6B45B]"I need you to keep an eye on the reps for me while I'm gone. I'd have asked Sawyer but I'm kind of on a time crunch and don't have any to go searching for him. If you can't, or don't want to, just let him know and he'll do it."[/color]

Miles shut the book he was reading, holding his place with his index finger firmly placed between the pages, eyes trained upon his brother's. The boy didn't have to ask where he was going. With the news spreading around camp quickly, Miles already had a lead on what was going on and knew that Tyler would inevitably be apart of the quest party one way or another. [color=#FDFD96]"So, a week, huh?"[/color]

[color=#F6B45B]"Gonna be gone for a week, yeah, and they're due for a feed. Though Clyde might not eat cause his eyes have been looking kinda cloudy the last few days, I think he's due for a shed. Might give him a warm bath or something in a few days to help him out, if you could manage it...?"[/color]

Miles simply nodded, shaking a bit of hair out from over his eyes. The boy had always been one of few words ever since Tyler knew him, it was kind of nice. [i]So they were in agreement, then. Cool.[/i] Tyler began to take steps back towards his room as Miles reopened his book to read again, clearing his throat before talking again.

[color=#F6B45B]"The prophecy mentioned a soul being taken... so, if it just so happens it's me, and I don't come back... save the reps for Carlos when he gets back. With his luck, he's not [b]not[/b] coming back. He's the only one besides Erin to take care of them."[/color]

[color=#FDFD96]"You and I both know Erin wouldn't let that happen. I'll see you in a week, brother."[/color] [i]Well, he wasn't wrong.[/i] Even Tyler knew that. Erin was very adamant about reminding the boy that she'd travel to the Underworld and pull him back by his ear if he ever thought about leaving her, that he was too important to her to lose him. Even if she was the one who put him there herself, she'd inevitably drag him back to the land of the living. Tyler Rumancek wasn't going to get out of this life so easily if Erin Maree Chase had a say in the matter.

As if closing out their conversation, Miles turned his attention back to the pages of the novel laid out in his lap. Tyler quickly picked up the hint and swung around, pivoting on his heels, and walked off towards his room. There wasn't much else for him to pack into his go-bag, maybe exchange a pair of pants or two for some shorts and he was set. Once he reached his room, he didn't bother to close the door behind him knowing it'd be a quick in-and-out trip. Tyler reached under his bed and tugged the pre-packed [url=https://i.imgur.com/kyvLQja.jpg]bag[/url] out from beneath it, tossing it up onto his bed before going to his dresser to grab out a couple of pairs of cargo shorts for the road. His eyes caught movement in the tank atop his dresser, smiling as he saw the black pine snake poked his head out from beneath its hide, flicking its tongue out at Tyler.

[color=#F6B45B]"Hey bud."[/color] Tyler stared down at his pet snake a few moments longer, giving him a faint smile before turning away to fold up and pack away the shorts he'd pulled from the dresser. The next things Tyler grabbed were his weapons and shoebox with the custom winged [url=https://di2ponv0v5otw.cloudfront.net/posts/2018/05/13/5af85fe1df19a545c707a474/m_5af85fe5c9fcdf3add8701a8.jpeg]chuck[/url] taylors his father had given to him a couple of years prior for his birthday. He knew Zeru was more than likely to come on the quest, though to Tyler it wasn't yet confirmed... how would Zeru say no to Erin asking for his help? He knew well enough that the two weren't exactly close, but even still, Erin wasn't one to ask for help. She never was, but for her to ask for his help, Tyler felt Zeru would understand the importance of his inclusion in the roster. Even with Zeru going, the shoes could potentially come in handy.

Carefully taking them out of the box, Tyler stuffed the shoes into his bag and tied them down by the laces at the bottom, topping them with some of his folded clothes. He zipped the bag up after stuffing his two daggers down on top of everything, grabbing a hoodie from his closet to throw on on his way back to the Hades Cabin, snatching up his shortsword before walking around his bed towards his bedroom door. Before he could cross through the doorway Tyler came to a slow stop, taking one last look over his shoulder that lasted a few moments as he got lost in thought. Coming to, he shook the lesser thoughts from his head. [color=#F6B45B][i]'I'm coming back,'[/i][/color] he told himself, grabbing the doorknob and shutting the door behind him.