[hr][h1][b][i][color=6666FF][center]Demetri Rowan Howell[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/623360226481012766/830510933285273610/5fa292dd93329b2167dedfb4bf154665.jpg[/img][/center][hr][center][color=6666FF][b]Location[/b][/color]: Dining Pavilion
[color=6666FF][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Shapeshifting[/center][hr][hr]

Who died and made Kristin a child of Zeus? Demi's emotions were already flaring and her inviting Zeke’s crush to his table made him even more annoyed. He wanted to stare daggers at her, but knew better than to show his emotions too strongly in front of everyone. He noticed Zeke sticking his tongue out, making Demi’s heart jump loops as it went through another roller-coaster of emotions. Zeke was adorable, cute, and just an all around dork. But on the other side of that coin he was annoying and testing Demi's patience at the moment as he decidedly invited Janelle to sit with them as well. Demi quickly began to feel unwelcome or unwanted at his own table. It wasn't till Demi noticed Zeke's look and tone in his eyes that he realized he was just being polite at the moment. He breathed out a soft sigh as he tried to calm himself. 

Demetri turned to look towards Janelle, forcing a small smile as he was accustomed to doing around others at times. [Color=6666FF]"You're at Zeus' table by the way. It's just me, Zeke, and Kristin at the moment since no one's bothered to tell you or introduce who's here. Andy's over by Hades table and Jason's over at Ares in case you were looking for him."[/color] He noted as Zeke stole a slice of bacon from his plate. Grabbing his spoon, Demi scooped up a small amount of beans onto it and flicked it towards Zeke, sticking his tongue out at him in an equally mature form of emotional communication. [Color=6666FF]"Get your own bacon next time."[/color] Demi said teasingly before he realized he'd hit Zeke in the eye. He immediately panicked, getting up from his seat as he began to profusely apologize for it. Demetri sat next to Zeke, putting one hand on Zeke's lap as he began pulling his sleeve over the palm of his other hand and tried to wipe clear Zeke's eye. [Color=6666FF]"Are you okay? Are you good? I'm so sorry - I didn't mean- it wasn't supposed to hit-"[/color]

[hr][h1][b][i][color=CC00CC][center]Cassian Rudenko[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/844140037963644949/855e9aabdb4e547cabf9f9441afd50a4.jpg[/img][/center][hr][center][color=CC00CC][b]Location[/b][/color]: Dionysus Table
[color=CC00CC][b]Skills[/b][/color]: [/center][hr][hr]

Cassian could help but smile. His naturally blushed cheeks gained a bit more color as his brother complimented him. Of course it didn't help that it was still cold out. Every winter was the same, causing pink spots of blush across his cheeks, nose, and knuckles. He thought about how helpful his powers would actually be on a quest. The idea of making monsters do the chicken dance did seem like a good alternative to having to slay everything that came across them. But in the event it wasn't enough, Cassian was a trained archer and could utilize that if needed. [Color=CC00CC]"Yeah, I know I can do great. Just...sometimes I feel like my power isn't welcome in this world. Causing madness isn't exactly smiled upon."[/color]

Cassian gripped a plate, filling it with table grapes still on the vine, a few slices of semi-toasted bread, soft cheeses, different softened butters, and an assortment of marmalade. He sat down with Dean, plopping the large grape into his mouth as he contemplated his question. Cassian hadn't really thought of it to be honest. He chewed slowly before finally swallowing to answer. [Color=CC00CC]"No idea to be honest. Was thinking maybe I could pop over to Hecate's cabin and see if they needed help getting anything for the camps defenses. Maybe talk to the Satyrs or other woodland creatures to use nature magic and grow more reservoirs to combat these Eidelons. How about you?"[/color] Cassian asked as he tore a small piece of bread off the slice, lightly buttering it and applying the marmalade before gingerly putting it in his mouth.