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Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:Argo III
Skills: N/A

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As the ship lurched, Arthur fell over, and rolled onto his back. Honestly, a few weeks ago he might have been terrified about that, but that well had just about bottomed out by this point, and instead he just found himself grinning. When he let go of fear, this was kind of fun; not thinking about the danger to his life made things a lot easier, even if that wasn't exactly an easy thing to do. Maybe that was why heroes were brace, not because the had some kind of special moral character about them, but because they just weren't capable of fear anymore. That seemed to be about where he was, anyway.

Righting himself, and standing up, he looked around, glad that that was finally over. Watching the automaton disappear, he had a kind of awe at the engineering capability of the God of The Forge. It was honestly impressive, and it gave him insight on how gods could do things that humans just couldn't. Even the best designers and engineers on the planet couldn't hope to build things like that, and he'd probably been making things like that since the dawn of time. They were outclassed for sure, but it was still nevertheless interesting to see firsthand how wide the gap was.

🌳 Hotel Valhalla: & the Gods of Asgard 🌳

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Elizabeth Flame

Location: Boston
Skills: Rune Magic, Pyrokinesis

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Getting onto the Boat, Elizabeth was uneasy. There were pluses and minuses to being on a boat; there were limited places you could be attacked from, sure, but once you were you couldn't run. That along with the fact that she was a lousy lookout made this less than ideal for her. A few moments after they had all boarded, she fell back as the ship shook. Whatever had come, she knew it wasn't something good, and she quickly got to thinking of how she was going to deal with it. She couldn't see it, but she was sued to that, so as soon as she fell down, she reached into her bag, and started sketching.

Rune magic was fickle, but she had a good idea for what she wanted to happen. Throwing off a Thurisaz rune into the water, she waited before following up with an Isa rune. The former was able to do its job, but the later couldn't follow through, and just kind of fizzled into ink and paper as it hit the water. Not hearing what she wanted, she rose and turned towards the general direction of the assault, and started throwing flames at it. She could hear another wave being tossed at them as she did though, and the flames fizzled in the air as they made contact.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Location:St. David's Hospital - Cardiff -> Oliver's Mother's room
Skills: N/A

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Watching the bear crumble to dust in front of him, Oliver was relieved to see that the immediate danger had passed. Turning back to smile at Niah, he said, "No, you did." Shortly before wincing at the sight of her leg. "You need a doctor, I'll go to my mom on my own..." He said, his heart beat still racing after after the last encounter. Honestly, the adrenaline he was running on made him feel like he could do anything right about now. He knew that was the chemicals talking, but if he wasn't going to maliciously abuse his biochemistry to talk to his mother on her death bed, he'd have been stupid.

Quickly flagging down a doctor for Niah, he gave her a finale look, before saying, "I'll come find you after I'm done." and starting to walk off. He didn't want to seem cold, but he knew if he didn't go do this now, he might not ever. He couldn't keep looking for excuses to hold off the inevitable. He didn't even know what he was going to happen, and he still had an inkling that the Skrulls expected him to be here, but he knew he'd have to put off the feelings to get done what had to be done. He resolved that, once he said his goodbyes, he'd have to call to check in on the team.

Entering his mother's room, he opened to door quietly. People didn't think a lot about endings, he thought. Most people considered their lives would end, but were unsure of what that would ultimately look like. For Oliver, he knew that the life he led had a certain degree of risk; there was a good chance he would die in battle after all. But he had to wonder what people like he mother thought. Statistically speaking, death in the modern era must look similar for most people; in a hospital bed, one way or another. The only comfort he could possibly add to the sterile walls and atmosphere was his own presence, the return of a prodigal son, who left his family for wanting to play hero.

It was a selfish thought, in the moment, to make this about him, but it came none the less, and as he sat beside his mother's bed, he felt tears well up. He didn't want to apologize right now, that would solidify his feelings into something tangible. He knew that, ultimately, his mother wasn't thinking about that right now, she didn't want to see her son drowning in regret for living his life. After a moment, he decided to speak, quietly, even though he was sure his mother couldn't hear him, "When Cardiff came under siege, I was so sure I lost you, that I had lost everything. That day was hard for me, but the next? It was easily one of the best." Oliver, whispered, feeling his body begin to shake, "Because you weren't dead. You and dad lived, and that gave me what I needed to keep going. The universe is chaotic, and random, and fundamentally not fair, but you know what? The one thing I wanted when I lost you, was just one more day with you, but I got better than that. I got three whole months, 92 days of you still being on this Earth. I love you Mommy, and I just... I want you to know that I'm going to be okay. You can rest." Tears were rolling down Oliver's cheeks right now, but he did everything he could to keep his voice from breaking. That was all he had, he didn't know what more he could tell her, but he hoped that she would finally get some peace.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:Argo III
Skills: N/A

Ferrokinesis

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Happy to see the swarming robots destroyed, he gave a satisfied smirk at Andy, happy to see that her idea worked, and that he himself was able to keep anybody from getting hurt. He'd never held something off that large before, so he was rather impressed by his ability to pull that off, flexing his powers that didn't involve disrupting the rest of the dead was much more his speed. Controlling metal was useful, and it didn't make him feel icky at all. From here, he'd try to use that more, rather than defend himself using his necromancy.

Following the other up to the ship, he looked out to the large creature approaching them. H figured he could ty to hold it off, but opted to wait to see if they could get away first. It looked like it would be hard to control something that large, and he didn't know if the god of the forge was going out be mad at them for destroying his creations in the first place, and didn't want to risk it by engaging any more than they strictly needed to. It still was a bit to marvel at though, how large thing slike this could be built, he'd never quite seen anything like that before in his life.

🌳 Hotel Valhalla: & the Gods of Asgard 🌳

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Elizabeth Flame

Location: Boston
Skills: N/A

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Not being able to see, Elizabeth was at least a bit more tuned in to what her other senses provided her, so when Lara stopped walking, she knew. Exhaling a tad, she didn't want to have to deal with another person being unable to drag themselves past their based human instincts, be it fear, hatred, or otherwise. She knew you couldn't yell somebody out of their emotional state though, and turned in what she assumed was her direction, and said, "What's going on? Are you alright?" She wasn't a sociopath by any means, but she her concern at the moment was not, in all honesty, with Lara's emotions, but rather how they might impact the situation at hand.

She didn't like seeming cold, but it just felt like there was a lot on the line here, and nobody was taking it as seriously as her. She normally wasn't monstrous, but that was the role it seemed she had to play today, mostly because she was worried that if she didn't keep pushing and trying to keep things together, one way or another, literally everything would end up falling apart. They were on a clock, and she wanted people to keep to it. She put on a smile though, and tried to make herself seem softer than she was, she wanted Lara to feel safe, not make her angry or feel worse.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Location:St. David's Hospital - Cardiff
Skills:

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Oli watched as the bear continued to attack Niah, and he frowned. The bear was totally ignoring him, paying him no mind whatsoever. That made absolutely no sense to him. Then, his eyes widened, as he started to put things together. "Niah! What Fury said-" He began, speaking as the thoughts were forming, "This monster is playing with it's food, that's it! It wants us to be afraid, it wants us to fear it, or anything, I don't know why, but if it can't get that, it won't kill us." He tried to explain. He couldn't intervene here, he knew that this needed to end now, or Niah would die, but he could explain things best as he understood.

"That's why this thing is here, a hospital is a nexus of fear, it's where we come to say goodbye; it's where suffering is commonplace." He continued, before pausing. He couldn't do it this way. People weren't him, the arguments that would help him release fear weren't the ones that would help her. He exhaled, before saying, "I... I don't know what you're scared of Niah, but whatever it is, it isn't worth dying over. You deserve to live. You showed me a kindness coming with me here, you had no obligation, and you knew that this was going to be something I couldn't go through alone." He told her, not just because he wanted her to live, but because it was true, "Something is coming Niah, and the world is going to need people like you for it, not only to fight, but to heal after we win. Whatever's comes in the future, you and I, all the team, we can face it together, and we won't have to be scared because at the end of it all, we're here for each other. I'm here for you, and whatever you're fearing, I know it's nothing we can't face together." He told her, speaking quickly, before putting himself between the bear and Niah, doing his best to shield her and keep her safe in whatever way he could.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Location:St. David's Hospital - Cardiff
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Oliver gritted his teeth for a moment at Niah's comment, trying to keep tears from welling up in his eyes. That was something he needed to hear, and it wasn't something he could have just asked for. Knowing that she didn't think that of him, that somebody saw some amount of good in his existence, even after the tragedy that came in the wake of his realization as the son of Thanos, it was hopeful. And hope was exactly what the two of them needed right about now, more than anything. "We're not gonna die here, not to an overgrown carebear."

As he said that, said bear ripped a hole in the ceiling and climbed down to face them. Oli spat out, "Hey fuzz face, it's only cool when I go through the floor." as the bear seemed to ignore him and only go for Niah. He frowned at that, why ignore him all of a sudden? It seemed like this was engineered for him, after all, given that this all started at his mother's deathbed. In fact, this all was so out of place, it confused him more than anything. Why had he been targeted by a evil magic bear in the first place? Was this part of a skrull plan to take him out? He was finally pushed to come from one of them after all...

🌳 Hotel Valhalla: & the Gods of Asgard 🌳

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Elizabeth Flame

Location: Boston
Skills: N/A

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As people continued to ignore her, Elizabeth exhaled. She was used to being disliked, but this bordered on idiocy to her. Hold her accountable for her actions, sure, chew her out when they were back at the hotel even, but deliberately withholding information for no other reason than to spite her? What was with that? There were stakes to this mission that literally the entire world would feel the consequences of, and most of them were happy to let their emotions get in the way of that. It was juvenile, dangerous, and just all around irresponsible.

Nodding in the direction of Nadia's voice, she said, "Thanks Nadia, I appreciate it." Quite frankly, she didn't mind splitting up the group a bit, less people hating her at once would at least be easier to process, and hopefully Amora and Lara would be generally more pleasant towards her. Getting some distance between her and Runa would ultimately, she thought, be in the best interest of the mission. That was where the greatest tension was, and if they could get that out of the forefront of all their minds, then they might have a chance on concentrating on what's important. Elizabeth followed after Amora, focusing on not getting lost in the city despite her blindness.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:Argo III: Junkyard
Skills: N/A

Ferrokinesis

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Arthur's eyes grew wide as the automata rose up, surprised that these things were real. The good news though, is that these were certainly not alive, meaning he had nothing to feel back about for attacking them. They were just machines after all, right? Drawing his dagger, he nodded over at Andy, and threw is, the knife clattering to the ground in front of him. A look of disappointment crossed his face as he knelt down to pick it back up, only to fumble it. Exhaling, clearly annoyed he slowed down, picked up the knife, and threw it dead center at the automaton, setting things up for Andy.

Furthermore, Arthur had another idea. He knew he could control his knife using some of his demigod powers, so he didn't see why he couldn't scale that up a bit. Putting his hands out, he stretched, before holding his breath, and felt himself reach out and grab two of them with his mind, holding them firmly in place. It felt weir, to be doing it at a bigger scale than he'd ever done before, but it seemed to be working. This felt cool, and was actually fun in a lot of ways. He wanted to play with this more, and with all the robots around, he was confident he'd get a chance to. "Go for it Andy, shock 'em dead." He said, giving her a smile a she continued to concentrate on holding the robots down.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Location:St. David's Hospital - Cardiff
Skills: Molecular Oscillation

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This was bad. Very very bad. The bear was inches away from killing Niah, and not that far from ending him either. They needed to get out of here, not fight and die. That was the only chance they had; he wasn't a fighter, he wasn't built for this kind of combat, not when he had no idea what he was facing or how to kill it. Grabbing Niah by the arm, he used his new favorite trick once more, and phased the two of them through the floor, away from the beast. They landed safely on the ground of the first floor, but Oli wasted no time; they needed to find an exit and get out of there as soon as possible.

Picking a direction, he took Niah's hand and said, "We gotta get out of here, we should be on ground level, I have an idea." Before leading them off, and quickly finding a window, albeit a tiny, almost skylight one on near where the ceiling and the wall met. It was too tiny for any of them to fit through, but that didn't matter. Windows meant there was just a bit of wall between them and the outside, and he knew he could get the two of them through that. Taking her hand again, he drew breath and said, "Let's get out of here." Before phasing the two of them through, only to be met with despair.

It didn't make sense, but phasing through the wall sent them back through the same side, as if they'd been turned around mid-phase. "Fuck this is bad" Oli said, starting to feel the inevitability of the situation sink in. It was kill the monster bear or die, and he had no idea how to do that. It felt like the seconds on his life were ticking down, that every moment he wasted was locking in his fate more and more. He closed his eyes and thought; whatever this thing was, it wasn't playing by the regular rules, it could make things happen, grow in size, and generally change the world however it wanted, logic wasn't going to sav him here.

He considered, there was no point being afraid, given everything. He was either going to die or fight his way out, and being scared would only hurt his chances of being able to fight. Still, it was hard to make himself believe that that meant there was nothing to be scared of. Steeling himself, he said, "Alright, looks like flight isn't an option, time to fight. No point in being afraid of the inevitable, right?" He said, looking over his shoulder, "We could have bought ourselves a little bit of time with that phasing trick, get ready Niah, whatever happens... I'm glad you here with me, sorry it got so fucked."