[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=6666FF]Demetri Rowan Howell[/color][/b]  [b][color=CC00CC]Cassian Rudenko[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/1125619539040813077/Copy_of_Black_and_Gold_Eye_Modern_Occult_Illustrative_Halloween_Virtual_Background.gif[/img][hr][b][color=6666FF]Location:[/color][/b] Limbo
[b][color=6666FF]Skills:[/color][/b] Agility, Endurance
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Demetri nodded towards Alexios, moving in closer just happy to feel the comfort of another person even if it wasn't Zeke at the moment. He rested his head atop his shoulder, speaking softly towards him. [Color=6666FF]"Right. Ofcourse. I'm sure there was a reason."[/color] He watched as a pillow and blanket appeared before him, taking the items and placing the pillow against Alexios' arm as he wrapped himself up in the blanket and laid there quietly. [Color=6666FF]"I wouldn't mind a cup of hot cocoa."[/color] Almost as quickly as it was asked, a warm cup of cocoa appeared within Demetris hands. He watched as the steam rolled up into the air, staring at it blankly as he waited and waited and waited for Zeke to call him. By the time the cup was finished, the final rays of light stretched across the sky and Demi felt empty inside as he pulled out the prism and stared at it for a moment. 

He placed a Drachma against the prism, holding it up towards the stray red light. It split into a stream of rainbow light, though the color seemed dulled but Demi chalked it up to it being the light of a sunset. He tried to contact Zeke, tried to call him that night, but either the Iris call didn't go through or Zeke didn't answer. He wasn't sure whether or not that was even possible to happen. By now Demi had moved the pillow over a dozen times, adjusting and readjusting as he tried to get comfortable while he waited for the call to go through. Hours passed, tears came and went, and eventually Demetri fell asleep laying down on the train's bench, the prism clutched tightly in his hands by his head.

Cassian couldn't help but laugh at Janelle's comment. He didn't know whether it was a joke or not, knowing full well how she felt about the pair, but either way it was enough to lighten his mood just a little. [Color=CC00CC]"I don't think I need more than two guesses as to who that might be."[/color] He replied with a bit of a chuckle. He felt bad, for all of them, Janelle lost a man she thought she had, Demi was abandoned by the same guy, and Nancy had to go and face her worse trauma while taking the aid of a god that personified all that made her skin crawl. He tried not to let it get him down. 

Cassiam looked over towards Kristin, trying hard not to let out a sigh. He understood what she meant, but still it seemed he and Zeke were in the center of all the drama. Though Zeke more so than himself. [Color=CC00CC]"Yeah, I know. But it's hard not to take things personally when one person dumps a shake on you and another punches you in the face."[/color]He admitted with a bit of a laugh, still in shock at both of those events that all happened within a day's time. He looked over towards Demetri, glancing at the god and demi-god as he watched him getting pampered over there. No. Pampered wasn't the right word, comforted. But still the stung of recent events made the scene appear worse than it actually was. He let out a long sigh before speaking again. [Color=CC00CC]"I don't blame you either."[/color]