Natsu

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 felt warm and safe around Andy, something was just pure and good about her, like everything was just better with her around. It was a good feeling, but he blinked at her trip up. She thought he should stay back? A small knot arose in his stomach, he didn't want to split up, especially not to have her go and defend him. Sitting by and not doing anything seemed like it would hurt him more than anything, especially if anybody ended up getting hurt, as people were apt to do in combat. He held his tongue for now, they'd talk about that later, he had to process feeling son it anyway. "We'll talk about that on the way, okay?" He asked softly.

Arthur was curious about what the connection between her and Madalyne was, but whatever it might be, he knew it wouldn't matter to him. If she was related somehow to a child of Hecate, so be it. A person wasn't who they came from; everyone at the camp was proof of that. The gods, best he could tell, were cruel and inhuman beings, but for all he could say about the situation he'd been forced into, the people had to be the best part. There was a kindness and humanity about most of them, they were good people fighting for something, and he respected that, and wanted it made him want to be like them.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Location: Boardwalk
Skills: N/A

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Oliver's eyes widened at the accusation, and his mind immediately backtracked over everything he said. He first thought he might have tripped up on his words, but he was certain he said born and not raised. Then, his mind went to his name. He supposed his name was technically maybe Thane? But his mind quickly correct that. Whatever his name situation was, it had to be similar to Matt's, so he was fine calling himself Oliver. At that point, it hit him like a train, and he face palmed. He was a damn idiot. "No, no, I got it. Stupid fucking mistake." He said, putting his hands up.

"December 24th, 2020, not 25th." He said. That was Christmas eve, not Christmas day. "Sorry, today's been a little stressful for me, I guess I'm cracking a bit." Oli explained. That date would be burned into his memory for the rest of forever now, the embarrassment of making a stupid mistake like that in front of everybody. "I'm not a skrull, please don't murder me." He continued. He knew he couldn't say he was human, because he was very much not that, but he was at least confident in the fact that he was not a green skinned shapeshifter, and that was enough.

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 smiled back to Andy, having her with him made things so much better, but he didn't want her to make choices just to keep him safe. "And you know I have yours too." He responded, keeping his volume down, before hesitating for a moment, "But, don't make choices just because of me I want you to be safe as much as you want that for me, and I'd hate you to hurl yourself into danger just because that's where I'm going." He didn't have a better way to phrase that, but the last thing he wanted was for her to die because he wanted to play hero. "More than anything, I need you to stay alive. Okay?"

It was probably wrong of him to put that on her, but he honestly couldn't take another loss. Especially not andy, never her. She mattered so much to him, and he didn't know if it was what they'd been through together, or just because it felt like he had lost every other person he cared about, but he was so scared that if he lost her, that would be the last straw in him, and something would irreparably break. In this vein, he wanted her to pick where they'd go, he needed to know she could choose where they would help make the groups stand, "Your choice for where we end up."

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Location: Boardwalk
Skills: N/A

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Oliver didn't know how to feel about Raynor before, his brief experience with him, or his skrull counterpart at least, was that he was gruff, and unpredictable; Christmas with Santa-nor still haunted him in some ways, but right now he appreciated his expediency and seeming commitment to facing this threat head on. Directness was always something he appreciated, even if it turned into bluntness in the worst case. They didn't have time for niceties or even trust at the moment, so when it came to be his turn to speak, he wasted no time introducing himself.

"I'm Agent Oliver Sullivan, raised in Cardiff, studied physics and math in Cambridge, and I first became aware of the Skrull threat on December 25th, 2020." He opted to leave out information about his parentage, thinking perhaps it wasn't best to flaunt around that he was sired by space Hitler, on account of his dad being space Hitler, and because Oliver was, of course, supposed to be dead. That last part hit him a bit hard, if the Skrulls knew about that, he could be at risk of being exposed as still being alive to Thanos, but that would be something to worry about after they got kicked off the planet.

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."