Natsu

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Location: The Ship
Skills: N/A

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Oliver frowned towards the good doctor. Something sounded off in her voice, but he didn't wanna press on it. "You got it, we'll be waiting for you." He said, as the door to the ship opened up, letting them disembark. That thing she said, that somehow wormholes were easier to open here was of particular interest to him, as a man of science, and would dig into it later. Niah was still coming down from the drugs, but in all honesty, they needed some levity right now, so he kind of appreciated it. Stepping off the ship, his eyes immediately went to Cass, and he waved. The team was finally back together.

Oliver almost blushed when Niah started talking about the demon bear, feeling a bit ridiculous that that had happened. He was still processing that himself, not totally able to reconcile the idea of that thing being real. "Carebear from hell gave us some trouble, but uh... yeah." He looked awkwardly down at Niah's leg, at least happy that she was handling this all well. He turned his attention to Cass, and said, "Once we have Niah and Raynor confirm that all present aren't skrulls, we can debrief, if that's alright." He was still his old paranoid self, and he didn't want to give away their informational advantage by way of a leak. "And of course, it's good to see you again Cass." He smiled, he really did feel happy that they weren't fractured anymore, assuming none of them were skrulls.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:Senate Hall
Skills: N/A

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Arthur flinched at Niah's description. He didn't know if she was trying to scare him or not, but if she was, it worked. They were dealing with something cataclysmic, and quite frankly, he was a 12 year old boy. There was a duality to him though, of course. He was also the son of the God of the Underworld. Those two identities felt mutually exclusive here, he couldn't flee, or trust somebody else to deal with this for him. He'd watched people he cared about dying so much in the last week alone, and what made him realize he couldn't back out was that, if the demigods failed here, countless more would feel the grief he knew, and he didn't want that for anyone.

Arthur steeled himself, and said, "When you put it like that, I don't really have a choice do I? If I stay back and they succeed, I don't know if I'd ever be okay with the result." He looked over to Andy, and he frowned. They cared about each other, and he didn't want to lose her too, and he knew she felt the same way about him. He couldn't imagine she would fight without him, or he without her. In going, he was accepting risk of losing her, and he didn't want that, but it was an impossible choice. Andy could make her own decisions, and he knew that, even if she was fighting because of him, that was ultimately a choice she freely made.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Location: The Ship
Skills: N/A

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Oliver beamed at Dr. Larson, access to alien technology, and collaborating with somebody obviously brilliant? That was almost more than he could ask for. Plus, she was from the stars, meaning she might know things about his lineage. He didn't care much about Thanos as a father, that was for sure, but a part of him was curious about who his mom might of been, or just what the purple space emperor had done to this universe. All of that, combined with the fact that, as much as he didn't want to think about it, he knew he might be living on borrowed time. If word ever got back to Thanos that he was still alive, the Earth might become a target once more, and he wanted to be ready for when that happened.

Oliver gave a sad smile at Niah's words, he knew he wasn't omniscient, but he wanted so badly to be, and his failures just stabbed into that regret. As they approached and were quizzed on the Asgardians they knew, Oliver nodded. "It's almost certainly Raynor, which is good. Another person who can identify skrulls is a great thing to have, and of course, it's good to know he's safe." Oliver still felt odd around the Asgardian. Though he probably didn't know about his faux pas with Sparky on the Moon, Skrull-Raynor's anger had resonated with him at the time, and seeing him would drag up those feelings again.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:Senate Hall
Skills: N/A

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Listening to Nancy talk, Arthur was interested in what would be coming to pass. A part of him wanted to hide from the battle, but he knew he shouldn't. He came all this wa, hiding wasn't the way to end things. Plus, he was a kid of Hades, that had to mean something. Not that he wanted to have an ego about himself, but he knew his powers and abilities could be useful, children of the Big Three had been limited for so long for a reason, and he had to assume that was because they were special, even among demigods. To stand by when there would be an assault would be tantamount to allowing people to die.

"So, the god's parents and giants are teaming up?" Arthur asked. He didn't know much about the Giants, but they couldn't be that bad compared to the threats they faced on the way here, "I'm a bit new to this, but um. Could you give me an idea of how bad this is?" The thing he was really scared of there were Titans, but he wanted to know everything about the threat they were facing. Monsters were monsters, but he had to assume that these things were on the same scale as the gods, and from what he'd seen from them so far, their power frightened them to his core.

🌳 Hotel Valhalla: & the Gods of Asgard 🌳

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Elizabeth Flame

Location: Niflheim
Skills: Pyromancy

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Elizabeth actually thought, for a few moments, that she might be able to get some rest before she had to face their next problem, or at the very least get a hot meal in her. It seemed, however, that the universe had different plans for her. Cracking her knuckles, she felt the fire behind her, warming her, flaming bright and hot. She raised her hands, and the fire followed with her. She couldn't see the monsters, but that didn't much matter. She knew roughly where they were, and would burn them all the same. Pushing her hands forward, she had meant for flame to burst forward, but she stumbled, her flames not coming forth.

Huffing, she stood straight, and angrily snapped her arm forward, causing a tongue of flame to lash out, and light the head of one of the monsters on fire, however slightly. Pulling her hands towards her, she felt the fire behind her once more, and pulled a stream of it out, bending it into a ring, and encircling herself and the others with it. Putting some flame between them and the creatures should keep them safe, or at least give them a significant enough tactical advantage to keep this from getting too messy. Holding the ring there, she was ready to change strategy should the situation demand it.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Location: The Ship
Skills: N/A

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Two things occured to Oliver as Dr. Larson spoke, the first was that apparently Fury was aware of Oliver's existence as an agent and was impressed by him, which was both terrifying and emboldening. The second, was that they had crossed the ocean at a speed that seemed totally impossible. Travel like this put the Quinjet to shame, and he quite frankly had to know how on Earth it worked. He piped up and said, "Hey, at some point, when all this craziness has gone away, and the Earth is safe, can I take a peek at some of your tech? I gotta know what makes all this stuff tick."

Oliver gave a melancholic smile at Niah, "Two steps ahead, maybe, but look at where it got us. Maybe if I had been forward with the team about the threat, we wouldn't even be here." He shrugged, before continuing, "I can't know if I helped or hurt the situation, and I can't know if there were better things we could have done. All that matters is where we are now, and how we get out of it." He was a realist, in a lot of ways. The situation, for all it could be, seemed pretty even at the moment, they had a shot, and had some asymmetrical advantage against the Skrulls, but they could be hiding information to give them a false sense of security. Looking down at his phone, he texted.

To Cassandra:
"At the speed we're traveling, we'll be there in no time, can't wait to get back to work."

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:Fields of Mars -> Senate Hall
Skills: N/A

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Arthur followed the group to the Senate hall, taking a look around at they walked in. This was much more his speed, the greek camp was just... not his kind of place. It might be because of the things he'd experienced there, or just that they were cut from a different cloth than he was, but he just felt more at home here. Especially since this was a place one could comfortably grow old at. He was a kid, sure, but he didn't want to stay a kid forever, he wanted to become something more than that someday, and this seemed like the kind of place where that could happen.

He still stayed quiet. The reminder of Hecate stung him, and it would take him a few more moments before he felt like socializing again. That wound was still wide open, and it hurt to think about too much. A part of him wanted revenge, but seeking revenge against the gods themselves seemed to be the textbook definition of hubris. To go against them was to court death, and while his father had domain there, he knew he would stand no chance against them. If he was given the chance to do something against them now, he would, but he knew he couldn't actively seek it out.

🌳 Hotel Valhalla: & the Gods of Asgard 🌳

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Elizabeth Flame

Location: Niflheim
Skills: N/A

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As the dire was lit, Elizabeth sat down by it. She was never worried about being cold much, between her experience in her youth, her pyromancy, and her magic, freezing to death, or even to discomfort, was just something she never really had to worry about. Still, she enjoyed being warmed by the fires of a camp. She felt more like she belonged here than in the hotel. A safe place where death was no risk was just not something that suited her well. She was a warrior in the end, a hunter, and so being out amongst the wilds, regardless of conditions, ultimately left her comfortable.

Elizabeth liked cooking, but Lara had a point; she was feeling exhausted, and she would happily take a hot cooked meal for her. "Thank you, I'll cook the next one." She said, turned her head in the direction of Lara. Even though she was blind, she could still cook well enough. In some ways, she liked to think it made her better. She didn't go by sight, she only had her senses, taste and feel. Anything she served had to be tasted before it made it to a plate, and that meant that, most of the time, it was pretty damn good when it got in somebody's mouth.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Location: The Ship
Skills: N/A

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Oliver looked back to the good doctor, and nodded. She was personally invested in the survival of the planet, not only for herself, but for her child, and possibly a wider family. People would do a lot to keep their loved ones safe, he knew that from personal experience. He smiled at her and said, "It's a nice thought, we're gonna do everything we can to keep your kid safe." It was a true sentiment, but he wouldn't just the thinking about her kid, of course, everyone's children was at stake. His parents were, his friends and enemies and everyone were; the weight of the world was on his shoulders.

He laughed a tiny bit at Niah's take on the situation. She was still super out of it, it seemed, but she kind of had a point. After Hill's Laws, the team was a bit fractured. They needed to put bullshit behind them if they wanted to stop the literal end of the world, but thankfully, they were all adults, so he didn't think they'd have too much trouble doing that. It sucked that they were in this situation, but now that they were here, they had to find a way out of it. A part of him felt that, if he had been better, been able to see where the Skrulls were, he could have done someth8ing to prevent this, but now it was too late for regrets.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:Argo III -> Fields of Mars
Skills: N/A

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Arthur smiled back at Andy. Griff was a good name, and hopefully not something that would get the ancient beast upset. He didn't make a move to try to pet it over the time that they spent down there, but he did keep himself around it. After being snapped at, he certainly didn't feel like risking any lost fingers. It was pretty, in its own way, and still kind of unreal to look at. Meanwhile, he was mostly quiet, taking this time left on the ship as a moment to recover himself. He didn't know what he was gonna find at Camp Jupiter, but he hoped it was something close to a safe haven.

He did take a little bit of time to get himself something to wear, sliding on some armor just as the ship landed. He followed after Andy, and looked upon the greeting party. He wasn't about to say something until he knew more about the group, not wanting to upset relations between the two camps. Andy however, seemed to have to, and he shirked back at the name that passed through her lips. He nodded at her mutely, knowing she had to do whatever she was asked. He didn't know what that was about, honestly unable to remember much of the events surrounding the trauma from earlier.