Natsu

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location: Gryf's back
Skills: N/A

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Arthur was relieved to see that the zombie-dragon was quickly dispatched, knowing it could have been a massive problem should it stayed undead for too long. He felt so incredibly stupid for letting that happen, but he couldn't start beating himself up now, reflection and grief could be saved for after the fight. In the meantime, he casted his eyes down at Nancy, who'd managed to slay the dragon with just her words, something that he didn't know what to make of. It was impressive and scary for sure, something that made him wonder about the limits of his own powers.

Arthur was paralyzed with indecision though, he could try to raise another dragon to fight off the hoards or fight Polybotes, but if he did, he'd be risking it going crazy again. He couldn't do too much from the air, knives were better for close range combat after all, and even if he could control the blade with his powers, at such a range, he didn't think he'd be at all effective. Arthur cleared his throat and asked Andy, "What should we do next? Sorry about that... I didn't think it would go crazy like that." His voice was soft, clearly self conscious from his screw up.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Location: Boardwalk
Skills: N/A

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As everyone was checked, save for Raynor, Oli silently prayed that Raynor would come up as not a skrull. It would absolutely drag everything if they have to recheck everyone, and it would throw everything into chaos. The biggest problem, of course, would be that they couldn't identify if Niah was a Skrull or not, and that would throw absolutely everything into chaos. They'd have to go off of hope at that point, and that was not at all the way he liked to do things.

He couldn't really think of another viable option though, unless he choose to keep information to himself. The only possible way at all to keep information secure would be for him to keep information to himself, and tell people the minimum information possible. Of course, the other people wouldn't have any way of knowing if he were a skrull or not, so that wouldn't be at all a good option. They'd have to come together as a team and reassess at that point. Of course, if both Niah and Raynor were skrulls, all certainty went out the window anyway, but they had to take some things for granted.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location: Gryf's back
Skills: N/A

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As they flew on Gryf's back, Arthur felt exhilarated. He didn't like combat, or being on constant fear of death, but flying over New Rome on the back of a Gryphon? That was something else, and it made him appreciate being a Demigod a little bit more. As Andy proceeded to deal with the dragon problem, Arthur wanted to feel useful too. He was better at dealing with smaller targets, and Dragon's didn't exactly match that description. However, there was one thing he could do, and though he felt sticky about it, doing what he could to save lives was the entire reason he was here.

Arthur closed his eyes and focused on the dead Dragon; he knew his father was the god of the Underworld, and he knew he could raise the dead. Arthur had done it before, though it pained him to remember it. The dragon, he figured was just like the fallen he'd returned to life before, only bigger, and much more of a threat. Feeling as if he was pulling on a sort of string, he forced life back into the Dragon, returning it to the mortal coil for now. His head felt dizzy, as if he had poured some of his own essence into this thing, but it was up, and under his control. He thought he would try to force it to go fight the Giant, but he was met with a kind of stubborness, and forced through that, only to feel something snap inside the dragon. The zombie turned its attention back to the Demigods, and Arthur cursed under his breath, "No no no..." A kind of dread filling him that he'd felt when he had tried to raise his sister, that this had gone totally, horribly wrong.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Location: Boardwalk
Skills: N/A

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Things were going well so far, no Skrulls being detected meant they didn't have to fight and turn a New Jersey boardwalk into a war zone, which was always a good thing. The last thing he wanted was for some tourist to start broadcasting their location on Facebook. For the man that was in many ways responsible for the destruction of Cardiff, and all metrics a damn superhero, Oli had flown under the radar of the public, which made his life and job considerably easier than it could otherwise be. As a security freak, keeping a low public of pile was good for his psyche, and doing as little as possible to compromise that was important to him.

As they started to finish up the screenings, Oliver considered what he was going to tell the group. Quite obviously, they were now aware of the Skrull threat and the danger it posed, so he didn't need to debrief on that information. The big bullet point to him was making sure it was absolutely clear what the play was from here, stopping the Skrulls from replacing major world leaders. The Skrull's power was in their ability to blend in and replace people, after all, and once they had control over the governments on the planet, it would be game over for human kind.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:Senate Hall -> Gryf's back
Skills: N/A

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Arthur was mostly quiet as they walked out, not out of fear or worry per say, but just contemplative. His desire to fight was not out of thrill seeking or fun, but because he felt that he had too, even if nobody was forcing him. It was a natural ultimatum, fight and risk death, or live and risk an unforgivable existence. Cie la vie, which he would be choosing was clear, and it at least meant he would get to fight alongside Andy. Even if they would both be in danger, being by her side, and having each others backs would make things feel a whole heck of a lot better.

As they left the senate building, he was a bit worried about Gryf, thinking that he would be the thing keeping him from joining the fight. If that happened, Arthur had an idea of what to do, but he was ultimately hoping it wouldn't have to come to that. As he was hissed at, Arthur put both of his hands up, trying to make it clear that he was not a threat to this creature, but he attempts at calming the creature down were ultimately lukewarm at best. When things started to even out, he slowly approached the monster, and climbed aboard him behind Andy. As Gryf seemed amenable to this, he exhaled, relieved. "Alright, let's do this thing. Together." he said quietly, getting comfortable on the beast.

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 blame Raynor for his aggression, if Oliver was in Raynor's shoes, he'd be just about on edge. Hell, he wasn't and he pretty much was. They were facing a massive threat full of unknowns, and Oliver should have thought a lot more carefully about his words before he said them. Small slip ups like that would be what would ultimately lead to their downfall here. Oliver had to be perfect from here on out, no more mistakes, and if that meant over scrutinizing things, so be it. He would rather read into everything and exhaust himself than miss something obvious.

Oliver, in the meantime, took a moment to breathe. He didn't like holding up the debrief with skrull testing, his brain very much wanted to get right into directly productive work, but this was a necessary precaution. Besides, time was strict, but they could spare the ten minutes this would take. This team felt like it could do anything sometimes, and deep inside, he really believed they could do this. The Skrull threat, as bad as it was, didn't scare him nearly as much as Thanos had, and they made it through that.

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.