[hr][h1][b][i][color=6666FF][center]Demetri Rowan Howell[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/1070036376373956738/de7tq31-9b4515ec-a16e-4eac-843a-9db465596257.png[/img][/center][hr][center][color=6666FF][b]Location[/b][/color]:  Grand Central Station
[color=6666FF][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Shapeshifting[/center][hr][hr]
[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]: Grand Central Station.
[color=CC00CC][b]Skills[/b][/color]: [/center][hr][hr]

Just as Demetri thought Nancy was coming around to liking him, she immediately disproved that thought. If her refusal to take anything as a reward for her part in this wasn't enough, he next words were. She placed a vice grip around his heart, the beating feeling strained and forced as he stood there trying not to tear up in frustration. It wasn't his fault he couldn't control his powers. Hell it wasn't even the camp's fault for lack of training. It was all Aphrodite's fault. For a Goddess of Love she seemed to have a lot of malice and hatred inside of her. He stood there silently for a moment, words caught in his throat as he tried to think of how to reply. Nancy showed him exactly what it was he feared, people only liked him when he was [i]useful[/i]. It was his powers they cared for, not him. If he couldn't control his powers…why would they even want him?

The Son of Apollos' chuckle caught Cassiam off-guard. He hadn't ever cared to see this side of him, though on quests like this it was a welcome change in comparison to some others attitudes. His nose wrinkled at the thought of Zeke using an old pair of socks as a mouth guard. Even washed, Cassian wouldn't dare bite down on it. He'd sooner bite his tongue and have Zeke work double healing it. As Zeke stood up so did he, following behind him to rejoin the others in the back car. Moving past the two love birds so that he could hear what it was Nancy had to say.

Demetri's head hung low, watching as he saw Zeke blush and then look away. At the very least Aphrodite was proving her point. Zeke proffered these prettier girls than he did him. Another tight grip inside his chest, that is until Zeke spoke while passing him by. A low whisper for only him to hear. But he sounded…upset, disappointed. Not at the form he'd unwillingly taken, but more so that it wasn't [i]him[/i]. Zeke's words worked to combat Nancy's. Whereas she only seemed to care about his use, Zeke cared to be around the [i]real[/i] him. He followed into the train car behind the rest, looking towards Nancy. [Color=6666FF]"My track record was almost spotless actually until Aphrodite decided to meddle in with my powers. If you have a gripe to pick, look towards her, not me."[/color] He snipped back. Annoyed at her and the fact that she always seemed to have an answer for everything.

Cassian raised an eyebrow at Nancy's suggestion. Having one of their members suddenly attempt to manipulate the Mist was a Hail Mary and a half. Even with her reasoning for it. But her concern for the Zeus kids ability to maintain his draconic shape was also valid. He was about to offer up a solution, similar to what Nancy was asking for but in a different light. It wouldn't require The Mist, but he didn't like to use it against those who weren't deserving of it. [Color=CC00CC]"Between you, me, and Nancy I'm sure we could make some musical calming. Help distract them while Janelle figures it out."[/color] he replied to Zeke before noticing how the passengers' attitudes had begun to change.