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Oliver Sullivan





Location: Truck -> Animal Shelter
Skills:


A part of the awkward nerd in Oli that remained deep in his core beamed at the fact that it seemed he had made a new friend in Kwassi. He called Oliver his friend! Of course, he had to play it cool now, and not devolve into hyperfixation on the minutia of different design choices and the like, but a part of him wanted to. His time with Niah was great, and he thought he found a friend in her, but she never struck him as a techie. In any case, Oli turned his attention slightly towards Peter Parker, and briefly remembered the trouble his existence had caused Oliver, when Deadpool had ruined their Christmas for him. He choose to keep his mouth shut, but a part of him felt odd around him.

And, as they reached the name of the shelter, Oliver realized that they were, in fact, in Missouri, and in Missouri everything was apparently terrible. Only in America, Oliver thought, would they name a pet shelter after the general of a rebel army that wanted to continue to enslave other human beings. Not that the British were particularly better about the whole, "Subjugating human masses" thing, but at least they stopped before America did. In any case, he agreed with Kwassi, they needed to get in and get out as soon as possible, even though it wasn't his own head at risk here.
Arthur Stanford






Location:Dining Pavilion
Skills: N/A



As Lauryn appeared, Arthur was about to suggest that she join them as well, but it seemed instead that she was there to take Dem away from them. Arthur shrugged, if he had his own stuff to do, that was fine; especially if there was the chance that he would join them later. A thought briefly crossed his mind that, if anybody would be absolutely amazing at the creation of snowmen, it would be the Hephaestus kids, but then again, he didn't know if their crafty skills necessarily transferred to the building snowmen. It occurred to him that he didn't immediately know who the Greek God of winter is, and a part of him wanted to see if they could find any of those kids to make snowmen with them.

Arthur stuck his tongue out at Demi, "I'm not gonna get in trouble." He promised. In truth, he'd been sticking to rules and behavior pretty well, if only because he'd been too emotionally wrapped up in turmoil. Eventually, when he felt back to a hundred percent, he'd probably start wrecking some havoc, but he wasn't quite there yet. He turned a side glance towards Andy, and saying, ", what's the worst I could do playing in the snow?" He chuckled, before finishing off his food, ready to head out and brave the weather for the sake of fun.



Oliver Sullivan





Location: Batron Homestead -> Truck
Skills:


It seems like nobody decided to directly answer any of his question, but it was fine, people were busy, and it didn't surprise him if his comments got lost in the flurry of decisions that had to be made right now. If Goose was coming with them, that told him everything he needed, to know, hopefully their fuzzy friend would be amenable to giving them an assist here. It was a side quest, but an important one for sure, and he'd be joining in on it, as Sparky seemed to have named the people she wanted to help, and he wasn't on that list. Who knows, maybe a speedy tech nerd could be of assistance in the world of Flerken hunting.

"I'll help on the search as well." Oliver piped up, following not far from Kwassi. He hadn't gotten much of a chance to know the man yet, everything was a little hectic at the start of the mission, between the splintering the team went to, and the emotional hellfire he had been facing. The man seemed smart though, and since Tempest had gone, he was a little short on close friends. "Hey uh," He said awkwardly as he clamored into the truck bed, "I don't think we ever actually introduced ourselves, I'm Oliver, nice idea with the watch, sorry if I seemed critical of it." He said, placing a hand behind his head as Oli sat across from him.
Arthur Stanford






Location:Dining Pavilion
Skills: N/A



Arthur stuck his tongue out at Andy when she said she couldn't control the weather. Of course, given the choice of shooting lightning from his fingertips and being able to make the weather more pleasant, he'd probably select the former, especially given that they had to fight to survive. Arthur, as established, wasn't in love with the snow, but he was always down to hang out with Andy, and if she wanted to make a snowman, a snowman would be made. "Yeah, for sure, let's do it!" He said with a smile.

As Demi returned, Arthur smiled as his hair was ruffled. Demi was, in a lot of ways, like an older brother he never had. He liked his friendliness in a way he might not have with a lot of other people; it was comforting and refreshing. In the times since his first mission, he really felt like he had carved out a found family for himself here. Arthur tacked on, "Demi, do you wanna make snowmen with us?" Looking up at him, not wanting to leave him out.



Oliver Sullivan





Location: Batron Homestead
Skills:


Oliver shook his head for a moment. Whatever brainfog was in his head needed to get out before he fucked up in a way that actually counted. Maybe i twas the worry of breaking into the most secure building on the planet, maybe it was the realization that the skrull situation was finally coming to an end one way or another. Either way, they needed smart Oliver right now, not "Opens a door unleashing with Terrigen Mist and almost kill his teammates" Oliver, and he was far too close to the latter right now. In any case, Oli could see that something was making Sparky upset, he figured he should stay away from that.

Following up on the Flerkens, Oli asked, "Is there any good way to tell a Flerken from a regular cat that won't cause a public panic?" He looked Goose up and down, not really seeing anything that made him seem different on the surface from a regular housecat, "Are they all orange at least? Oh! Could Goose tell them apart?" That seemed liked the most obvious solution, Flerkens had to be able to identify one another, if they couldn't how would they make more Flerkens? This hinged, of course, on Goose being cool with being their Flerken detector, and Oliver had no idea how Goose would feel about helping.
Arthur Stanford






Location:Dining Pavilion
Skills: N/A



Seven months was a lot of time, and Arthur was something vaguely resembling normal by now, his trauma at least processed, even if its scars still raked him. He didn't even try to talk to his "father" though, while they were visiting for the solstice. That still wasn't something he was ready to attempt, regardless of if it would have been good for him or not. The most pressing thing to him right now was the weather. He absolutely hated winter storms and the cold, snow was wet and cold and got everywhere. His cabin, being a practical mausoleum, didn't help matters, as it wasn't even a thematic departure from the outside.

Trudging through the snow, he lost no time getting to the dining pavilion. Getting food in him would at least help deal with the cold, and seeing Andy always made things better. Stepping in, he rubbed his hands together, trying to warm them back up. He instinctively looked towards Zeus' table, and right after grabbing an orange, he headed straight for it, sitting across from Demi and next to Andy, already peeling the fruit he grabbed. "Morning Andy, Demi." He started to say, as Demi bolted off. Popping an orange slice in his mouth, and shot a grin at Andy, before saying, "Zeus is technically god of the sky right? Does that mean I can blame you for the weather?" He ribbed lightly, before resting his head on his hands and his eyes on her.



Oliver Sullivan





Location: Batron Homestead
Skills:


As the team opted to go with the EMP design, Oli shrugged. He thought it was dangerous, but if it worked, that would be enough. Deployment of a virus carried risks too, of course, they were just of a different kind. He trusted himself to be able to write it in such a way that it left no trace, but that was how he was. He would rather have something fail due to a mistake on his part than run the risk of unknowns or on site malfunction cause issue. He'd help how it could with the watch design; he was no stranger to engineering, even if he preferred to operate in the software space. "EMP it is then." He agreed

As for the idea of Niah and Sparky running tech, Oli hesitated. He supposed he was fine for field ops, and he had his share of experience there, but most of that was combat, not the type of deception that would be required here. That being said, between Sparky's pregnancy, and Niah's newfound monoplegia, he couldn't disagree that they should sit out. Besides, he wasn't the same agent he was when he joined Shield. Between the newfound powers and changes he had to make to his personality to survive, he was confident he could at least function in the field well enough.
Andy & Arthur

Location: Camp Half-Blood
Date: July 7th





Andy had woken up early and gotten food. She hadn't told anyone but Madalyne what today was. She hated her birthday. It marked another year of her abandonment. It was to her another day, but when foster parents had tried to make a big deal of it it always felt fake. She preferred to spend the day just doing something she liked. Hopefully, Madalyne didn't tell anyone. She hadn't even told her half-brother. So technically only her aunt knew, which was super odd to think. Her family had grown so much over this summer. She had half-siblings and a dad, and an aunt. Anyone related to Trivia was her family in a way now, which made the loss of Rebecca a bit harder. Rebecca was family and she never knew. Just ran away. Andy ate her muffin, she never tried to eat bagels anymore, thinking about what she wanted to do that day.

Arthur was a lot better now, having been removed from the tides of war and set back into a much more peaceful and calm place. Camp Halfblood had a mess of feelings in his heart; it was where he lost his sister and where he met Andy, it was a reminder of his duality as a demigod, and yet also a safe haven. He was working through his emotions over everything more now, but things still felt messy. At the very least, he was able to make it days at a time without bursting into tears, and he marked that as a success. Trauma had left its mark on the boy, but between Andy and the others, he at least felt somewhat stable, like he wasn't going to shatter into a million pieces at the faintest hit. Entering the mess hall, Arthur quickly grabbed an apple, and sat down across from Andy, taking a bite into it, and saying, "Morning Andy, how're you today? Any plans?" Arthur hadn't quite come up with anything he wanted to do yet, but he was sure between the two of them, they could come up with something fun.

Andy smiled brightly as Arthur joined her. She decided it didn't matter what she did that day. As long as she got to spend the day with Arthur. "Well I didn't have much in mind yet. I was considering climbing the rock wall. Or going for a walk. I like the beach, so I thought maybe a walk there. Would you like to join me on any of that?" She asked seeing what he wanted to do, making sure that whatever it was they did was something he wanted to do too.

Arthur took a bite out of his apple and swallowed. The beach was nice, though, depending on when they went, maybe a bit crowded. Arthur didn't not like people now, or anything, but he would appreciate quiet alone time with his friend. Still, it sounded really nice. "A nice walk sounds good, maybe through the forest and onto the beach? That sounds like it could be really pleasant." The shade of the forest and serenity of the Long Island Sound was exactly what he needed.

It sounded perfect. "We should pack a picnic." It was like from a movie. Spending the day with one of her favorite people taking a nice walk just enjoying each other's presence. It would be the best birthday ever. "I have to grab something from the cabin. Meet me back here. We'll pack the picnic and then go for the walk?"

Arthur grinned at the idea of the picnic. "Right, I'll raid some food from here, and meet you out front, maybe grab a bag from your cabin while you're there?" And with that, he went to grab some picnic food. Sandwiches, drinks, and something sweet, a few danishes of different fruit varieties. Arthur had never actually gone on a picnic before, but food that could be eaten anywhere seemed like the thing to go with. When he was done, he waited with his bounty out near the front of the mess hall.

Andy dashed to her cabin and grabbed her bag. The bag part was helpful, but the important part was what was in the bag. She double-checked that the two small boxes were in there. The first item was from some random bar. The matches had been given to Andy when she was at a homeless camp, by someone. The other item was older. It was still in its box with the price sticker. Well beat up from years of being buried under stuff, but unbroken. A wax number five. Stolen. For a cake she never got.

She dashed back to the pavilion to meet Arthur. "Okay, got my bag." She said holding it open for him to dump the food into it. "Looks like you got some good stuff."

Arthur quickly dumped the food into the bag and was absolutely beaming, "Yeah, hopefully, this can be nice, I'm really glad we're doing this together." It was, dare he think, normal. He'd be spending a day with his friend having lunch and a walk. It was just, lovely. It made him feel excited and happy and with a kind of peace flowing through him. "Alright, if you're all set, let's go then."

And with that, Arthur walked away towards the forest with Andy, leading them up to the entrance of the main path, before saying, "You know, things have been kinda crazy and just... I'm glad you've stuck with me through everything, you know? I don't know how I'd be here without you." Arthur felt sappy saying something like that, but it was true, and he wanted her to know how important she was to him.

Andy had a lot she wanted to say in response to Arthur but had no idea how to say any of it. Everything culminated to, "I wouldn't be here without you." She said. It was true. She wouldn't have stayed. Between Arthur and her brother she stayed. And now she supposed she wanted to learn magic. She stepped into the woods. It was a beautiful July day. And she was going to spend the day with her best friend. Her only friend.

Melancholy, that was the word. There was a kind of softness in their being together, but the fact that it was by its nature a reprieve and not the default state of things that made it sad. It felt to Arthur that they only had calms before neverending oncoming storms. Still, it was a nice day with a close friend, and he wasn't going to let anything get in the way of him enjoying it. As far as he was concerned, they were two normal kids today, spending an afternoon at a summer camp. Arthur followed Andy into the woods, taking in the shade happily, not having much to say in response to Andy, just happy to be there with her.

They walked for a while together in the soothing quiet of the woods. Andy found a small clearing that looked perfect for their picnic. She stepped into it and sat on the grass. It didn't bother her it was a little dewy. "This looks beautiful." It was a peaceful spot. "Perfect spot for a perfect day." She smiled.

Coming upon the clearing, Arthur followed Andy's suit, and sat down next to her, looking up at the sky. "Right?" The sense of ease was nice to bask in, and as he did, he turned to Andy and asked, "So, How've you been dealing with everything? I... I think I've been getting better, but our first adventure was a lot." He was still having nightmares of watching Des die, and the reanimated corpse of his sister liked to show up sometimes too, but he'd managed a few restful nights since returning to camp

She looked at Arthur, tilting her head. Considering how best to put it into words. "Our first adventure was a lot." She nodded in agreement. "For me though it's been like..." She trailed off. "Like I was in a dark room with no lights for so long, and then coming here turned on the light switch. I had stumbled along and found the shape of things in the dark, but I didn't know what any of the things were. Now that the light is on I understand it better." It was the best metaphor she could come up with. And it accurately depicted what she had felt before coming to camp. "I have answers." There was more to it. But Andy didn't have the words to express what she was feeling. "Yeah it hasn't been pleasant getting those answers. But now that I know. I can use it."

Andy was endlessly more eloquent than Arthur was, or at least, that was how it felt to him. In a way, it made sense, they'd been living with this existence their entire lives, but only now did they have the chance to wrap their heads around the actual size of what it all meant. That was the big thing, they had an identity now. They're weren't just weird, or different, or anything that anybody might call them, they were demigods. Even if he'd rather be a 'normal' kid, it didn't change the fact that now, at least he knew what he was. "That's... a really good way to put it." He agreed, "I feel like, all my life, I didn't have a real place. I never felt at home with my family, and the school so many of us were at before was terrible. At least now, everything here is in the same boat, and people actually care about one another. I feel like I have a real family here." He hoped that made sense, it seemed to be the best way for him to vocalize his feelings.

Andy nodded in agreement. She didn't know much about Arthur's school, or much of his life before camp. She did know that he hadn't known anything was weird before he had come to camp. "I never had a family before here. It was all...Fake." Arthur was like family, but not like a brother. It was different. She didn't know how to explain it to him. Andy wrapped her arms around her knees and rested her chin on them. "I haven't been to school in a long time. What was it like?"

Arthur paused at the question, "Well... It wasn't great." He said honestly, "It wasn't as bad as monsters or anything, but as far as schools go. I have trouble imagining a worse school." He tried to explain, "The camp on it's own is a much nicer place. I'm glad to be here. It's just.... The strings that come along with it that make me feel icky." He said, before asking, "What do you think of camp? All this?"

Andy nodded as Arthur spoke listening closely. She paused before responding. "It is nice to have people I can trust to have my back. You, my brother, and now my aunt." Her eyes went wide. "I haven't told you yet. The Preator Madalyne she's my aunt. The book she got before the battle at New Rome. We looked at it on the first. We found out that my mom was her cousin. And it gets weird from there. So my mom died the same year I was born only a few weeks after I was born. But I wasn't in the system until I was two. So someone had me for a couple of years before leaving me at the hospital." She was rambling a bit, which was rather unlike her.

Arthur nodded along with Andy, before asking, "Your mom died after giving birth to you? You don't think it had something to do with you being a demigod, do you?" That sounded like it would be hard on her. He could only imagine that a lot of demigods didn't even make it out of diapers, with how monsters seemed to swarm on the unprotected. If not monsters, maybe somebody wanted a child of Zeus for something? "It all sounds messy, are you going to leave it alone, or look into it more?" He was worried about what Andy would find if she pried, but he'd be there with her if she needed him.

"It was a few weeks." Her cheeks warmed a bit, she hadn't told him today was her birthday yet. "Uh. She died on August 17th." She paused and looked at her hands. "Madalyne and I might look into it. Someone was taking care of me. I want to know why they stopped. I don't remember anything from that long ago."

Arthur's ears perked up at the date, and quickly did the math. "Wait wait, so like, your birthday is coming up? When is it?" He asked excitedly, before pausing. It occurred to him that it wasn't unlikely that Andy had never had a birthday party. "Do you wanna do something for it? I get it if you don't, but-" He then realized he was barraging her with questions and stopped, giving her a chance to respond.

Her face got warmer. Arthur cut himself off. "I want to spend my birthday with you." She said. Then from the bag she pulled out the candle, it was a sad-looking box she held in her hand, and she produced out of it a small number five. It had melted in a few places and was a little chipped, but overall it hadn't broken in the five...six years she had carried it. She put it on one of the pastries he had grabbed. "I already am, it is the best birthday I've ever had."

"O-oh." Arthur said, as his expression dropped to surprise and found himself smiling a big, dumb smile, before grabbing her into a hug. He was glad she trusted him, and cared about him like this. Squeezing her, he said, "I'm so glad I pushed you out of that tree." Before letting her go, and looking her in the eyes. "Now, let's make this your best year ever."

Andy giggled hugging him back tightly. It felt good. She loved the warmth of his hug and didn't want the hug to end. "I'm glad you pushed me out too." She said with a crooked smile. Returning the look. "Same for you. Alright. When is your birthday? This is going to the best year for both of us."

Arthur smiled. A part of him really believed that they could do that together, make this a good year, even with the monsters and scary things they'd have to do. He thought they could really do it. "September 12th, two whole months away." Arthur didn't really have much in the way of feelings about his birthday, but he'd be looking forward to spending it with her. "Now, pastries!" He said, grabbing one of them, and taking a big bite out of it.



Oliver Sullivan





Location: Batron Homestead
Skills: JAck of All trades(Engineering)


Oliver could guess that some of the team was less than thrilled with him choosing to keep the information to himself, and he didn't know if, should he have to do everything again, he would have done things differently. Parsing the branching paths of decisions was hard, and not something he could really do. Attacking the white house sounded like a suicide mission, given that it was probably the single best defended fortress on the planet, but hey, they were Shield's best, right? Oliver sighed, and passively wondered if breaking into the White House would get his green card revoked, or if it would just get him a permanent residence in Cuba.

Oliver's mind switched onto the practicality of the team's latest act of domestic terrorism. Kwassi's initial idea didn't sit well with him, "Sneaking an emp into the White House might be possible, but the second it goes off, we've left a trail and we run the risk of collateral damage tipping them off. Dampening though, could maybe work, or something like it." Oliver said sitting down at last, and popping open his phone, doing a quick search, before continuing, "Those scanners link back to a security room, probably through the White House's intranet, I might be able to write a virus that could make the scanners read mutants as humans. I'd favor interfering on the software side of things myself, but that's also where I'm best, so I could hear opposition." If they could pull that off, they'd just need to worry about deployment of it, and any inhuman precautions the White House might have
Arthur Stanford






Location:Deck -> Infirmary -> Emergency Infirmary -> Deck
Skills: N/A



"Right, ambrosia." Arthur mumbled, easily taking orders from Andy. Honestly, the mere existence of that stuff but his mind at ease in so many ways. Magic healing items tended to make lives easier, and it was a crutch it felt like they needed, given how their lives seemed to be in constant danger, keeping it on them and easy to access would probably be the difference between life and death. Heading into the infirmary, he started rummaging through the cabinets, and eventually found what he was looking for, those lovely squares of healing bliss. He paused for a moment as a thought crossed his mind, and made a "Hmm." noise.

Arthur grabbed what he thought would be enough for Demi and Andy and himself in the moment, but also an extra square. If push came to shove, and either him or Andy were in mortal danger, he'd rather have it on his person than anywhere else. The sooner he could get it in the body of the wounded, the better their chance to survive, he reasoned. He didn't want to be out, away from the ship, have Andy get stabbed, and be helpless but to watch her die. If he could help it, he would never feel helpless again. With the requisite food of the gods in his hands, he headed back to the emergency infirmary, slipping the spare square into his pocket as he headed there. Arriving, he placed the ambrosia lightly into Demi's hands, saying, "Take this and please feel better." Before running off to find Andy, and handing her a square, before plopping one in his own mouth, and smiling as it melted in his mouth. It tasted like hot, buttered popcorn, the kind of cheap movie popcorn he'd only get to have on the rare occasion his family went to the theater. Smiling as most of his injuries faded away, he said, "Eat it, you look like you could use it."
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