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[color=#6CBDE8][sup][b][u]Location[/u]:[/b] Hades Cabin
[b][u]Interactions[/u]:[/b] Erin Chase [@Vicier], Heimdall, Brandon Murphy and Tyler Rumancek[/sup][/color]
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Perched at the edge of his barstool seat he'd pulled up to the island in the middle of the kitchen, Ezra was busy swiping through his phone in the silence that sat comfortably between them for the longest time. It wasn't till Erin stirred that his attention pulled from his phone, eyeing her for a moment before turning his gaze back to his social feed. The kettle bubbling in the background was mere white noise to him, figuring she had gotten up to handle it. The sound was a noise he'd grown accustomed to, especially when spending any time over in the Hades Cabin. Much like his sister, and Erin's own cousin, he wasn't really one for hot tea. Or tea in general, really. The only tea he could stand to really drink was a cold peach-flavored tea.

Having gotten lost in his news feed again, it was Erin's voice that brought him back to the present moment. The daughter of Hades was holding out a beer to him, a gentle smile crossing his features as he reached out to take the bottle from her. Ezra dipped his head as he raised the bottle to her, but the kettle off behind her caught his attention again. She didn't at all seem fazed by it, or in any rush to get over to it. He gently set his beer on the island counter and stood to his feet and stepped around Erin to take care of it himself. He may not have a taste for tea, himself, but he knew that if you let the water boil longer than was necessary, it will boil off the oxygen and make the tea taste flat. Or if you let the tea steep longer than 5 minutes, the taste becomes more bitter. Though she seemed pretty occupied with her beer, it wouldn't hurt to be sure the tea was also taken care of. Knowing the company that would be coming, she wouldn't be the only one who might be looking for a cup when they arrived.

Ezra flicked the burner off, using a rag to take the top of the kettle off to drop in the tea bags she'd left out on the counter before returning the lid. He set a timer for 4 minutes on the stove, turning back to where he had left Erin only to realize she was no longer there and had moved over to the couch. He smirked a bit as he snagged his own bottle of beer off the island counter and wandered over to the couch to plop down beside her, leaning back into the couch as he twisted the bottle open.

[color=#6CBDE8]"You know damn-well you're no [I]weakling[/i], Erin Chase. Just a bit of bad luck is all. The gods are overgrown, overpowered children. They have toys they clearly can't keep track of, and instead of taking the blame themselves, they look for someone else to put it on. Just happened to be you, this time."[/color] Ezra shrugged at that, taking a long sip of his beverage before turning his gaze over to her. [color=#6CBDE8]"The Dark Side is much more fun, anyway,"[/color] he chuckled softly, his eyes pulling up to the front door of the cabin as he could hear a voice on the other side of it growing closer. [color=#6CBDE8]"You have a good group going with you. The lot of you will set this shit right. And, speaking of.."[/color]

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[sup][color=#000000][b][u]Location[/u]:[/b][/color] [color=#F6B456]On the way to Hades Cabin - Hades Cabin[/color]
[color=#000000][b][u]Interactions[/u]:[/b][/color] [color=#F6B456]Each other, Heimdall, Erin Chase and Ezra Griesheim[/color][/sup]
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Shifting the weight of backpack slung over his one shoulder, Bran's eyes were focused on the path before him, knowing he was closing the distance between himself and the Hades Cabin rather quickly. Fortunately for him not having someone tagging along with him, his long strides carrying him so fast he doubted anyone could keep up with him at this pace. As he rounded the corner of another cabin, Erin's came into view as did Tyler making his own way to the same destination. Although the kid never seemed to care about being a bit dirty, he looked as though he'd been in a bit of a dust-up. It wasn't until he pushed closer and was now matching stride with the Romanian that he realized there was an angry ball of fur in his arms, his a bit swollen up and red. Almost as if he'd been crying, though Bran figured it was due to him being highly allergic to felines. Bran couldn't help the slight chuckle that slipped past his lips.

[color=#000000]"I don't know why you bother."[/color]

Tyler shook his head and huffed softly, keeping the grip he had on the cat's neck scruff to keep the angry ball of fur from biting at him. [color=#F6B456]"Dude, I honestly don't know either, but- [b]OW![/b] Fucker."[/color] Tyler glared down at the cat as it started kicking at him with his back feet, scratching up his arm. [color=#F6B456]"...I know [I]he's[/i] here. Might as well, I guess."[/color] Tyler shrugged, holding the cat out away from him a bit to keep from getting scratched up as he reached out for the door, tugging it open to let Brandon walk through first and closing the door behind him, dropping the cat as soon as the exit was shut. Both the boys quickly found Erin and Ezra sitting back on the couch beside one another.

Tyler took one look at the pair without a word before he slipped past Brandon to push his way into the kitchen for the stash of allergy pills he had in one of the cabinets, twisting the cap off to shake out a single pill. Returning the pill bottle before tossing the pill into his mouth, leaning down over the sink as he ran the tap, sipping at the faucet water to help get the pill down. Conveniently enough, as he shut the water off a timer on the stove went off that caught his attention, noticing the kettle with the teabag string hanging out from the lid. Neither he nor Erin really ever used the timer, both having prepared tea so often that they kind of just knew when to stop the steeping process. It had to have been Ezra who'd done it. Pressing the off-button on the timer, Tyler took the rag lain out on the counter to grab the kettle lid, pulling the teabag out of the water to toss into the trashcan before returning the lid again.

Though he hadn't looked long, when he had caught a glimpse of Erin when he had entered in, he noticed she'd had a beer in her hand. There probably wasn't any need to make her a cup, though he would make one for himself. He already knew he'd be the only one out of the group to drink some now, as Brandon - just like Ezra - wasn't a tea drinker. Sniffling softly, Tyler used his palm to rub at the corner of his eye and nose. He hoped that the allergy medicine would kick in quickly and that the tea would help him some, as well. If this was any indication of how the quest was going to go, he wasn't about it. From the other room, Ezra's voice carried into the kitchen where Tyler stood.

[color=#6CBDE8]"Dude, you good?"[/color]

Tyler sighed heavily, rubbing at his brow. [color=#F6B456][i]'Just peachy,'[/i][/color] he thought to himself, shaking his head as he spoke up to call back at Ezra. [color=#F6B456]"Yeah, I'm good, man. Just.. allergies."[/color] It only ever seemed the two had an I'll-Be-Nice-To-You-For-Her-Sake kind of relationship. Not that they had anything to dislike each other for, but neither of them really cared to pursue an actual friendship with the other. It was only because of Erin that they really interacted as much as they did. With Tyler having been Erin's friend nearly as long as the both of them had been at camp, and then she and Ezra seemed to have an instant connection. Not to mention the fact he could quite literally take her fear away. Tyler knew there was only so much he could do to help her when she had her panic attacks, he was much more equipped for those situations. A part of Ty envied Ezra for that simple fact. Ezra's voice echoing into the room derailed his overthinking train of thought, bringing him back into the moment.

[color=#6CBDE8]"Oh, good. I thought you were crying, or something."[/color] Tyler rolled his eyes and picked up his mug, carrying it out into the living room where the other three were, opening his mouth to say something but Brandon already beat him to the punch.

[color=#000000]"Yeah, looked like Heim gave him a widdle boo-boo. Does TyTy need a bandaid?"[/color] Brandon fake pouted at Tyler, chuckling to himself more than anything. Tyler shot a glare at him over his mug as he simply took a sip of the hot tea in his hands, shaking his head.

[color=#F6B456]"I don't know who's more of an asshole, you or that cat."[/color]

Brandon shrugged, setting the case he held in his hand on the ground before plopping down in a chair. [color=#000000]"I mean, I'd say [I]'they say you are what you eat'[/i], but I'm not Dorian,"[/color] he smirked. [color=#000000]"Had you called me a 'pussy' I would have to agree with you then, but only then."[/color]

Tyler rolled his eyes and turned his eyes to Erin, then, raising an eyebrow. [color=#F6B456]"Do we [I]really[/i] have to take him with us, Er?"[/color]