Natsu

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:Hades table -> Clearing
Skills: N/A

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Arthur's head flicked for a moment, as he realized he was addressed before he left. God he was stupid sometimes. He was just too focused on the idea that he had to spend time with Andy, that he was just tuned out of everything else. He face palmed, and made a mental note to fix that as soon as he could. He felt like an asshole now, and didn't want that to be how he was seen by people. In the meantime however, he wanted to see and spend time with Andy as much as he could .He was happy to hear that she was receptive to his idea, and quickly headed along the path to there.

Exhaling a heavy sigh of relief as they were together, he said, "Are you um..." He rubbed the back of his head, "Gonna be okay without me?" It felt like a dumb question, she could take care of herself better than he could of himself, but it was still stuck in the idea that the two of them would be lesser without each other. He felt like he'd be off his game, and he knew she'd be worrying similar things about him. As they edged towards the clearing, he took a breath of fresh air, and smiling. His heart wasn't racing, he wasn't waiting for things to crash, he was just at peace.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Ship interior
Skills: Super Speed

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Oli nodded at the order, and instantly went to speed around and grab people. He was acting mostly on instinct at this point, and so the person he wanted to get was Niah, but she took care of herself and was able to get strapped in. After that though, he had an actual decision to make. Amelia would be flying, so she had to stay unstrapped. After that, he was also inclined to grab Raynor, and se went for it, getting him into a seat. Right after he took Bonnie and put her in her in a seat, before slowing down.

God, he just needed the situation to not be fucked for five minutes. From second one on this shithole of an Earth, it felt like there was a crisis going on for every conscious second they spent, and it all kept demanding him to find more and more solutions to more and more impossible problems. Get past a scanner, break out of a prison, steal a ship, and now keep that ship from crashing into the ground and killing everyone. He just wanted to sleep, and not have all this happen. His mind kept turning though, and the next thing he did was selfish, but he went to strap himself in, but felt stuck, slowing down and desperately having trouble moving much again.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:Hades table
Skills: N/A

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Arthur smiled at Kiera, and said, "Thanks for that, I really really appreciate it." and he wasn't lying. Once Andy and he got away from her, he quietly said, "If you'd like, I don't actually care that much about going to the store." He offered. If she needed to go there, he understood, but he knew a spot they could go to that would be much nicer to say goodbye at. Either way, he was just happy to have this time with just the two of them. Looking around at the Dining Pavilion around them, he frowned. As much as this place was emotionally complicated for him, he would miss it.

Shaking his head back to the topic at hand, he continued to say, "I was thinking we could go to the clearing we went to for your birthday. " That place felt like it was their spot in a way that no other place here was, and that would most certainly be a place where they wouldn't be bothered, and would be where they could get a proper send off. It sounded romantic, and he wanted to do it, but he understood if Andy didn't want to or couldn't. It would be a bit of a trek for sure, but he thought they had time.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Ship interior
Skills: N/A

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Oli's eyes flashed with an odd mixture of exhaustion and determination. He was absolutely done with today at this point, and Celestine losing her mind to some evil something-or-other was just another thing thrown on today's endless pile of bullshit. As effortlessly as breathing, he reached for his speed once again, and was at the console in the blink of an eye. He had to do something, be it shut down Phil, or cut off this connection, but he absolutely couldn't make heads or tails of whatever system this AI was running on. It was beyond him, and that infuriated him.

Second option, knock Celestine the fuck out. Unfortunately, that was far from an easy task when they were falling at terminal velocity, and though he tried to run up to hit her, his fist went wide. He cursed under his breath and felt the pressure as it felt they were quickly running out of options, so he tried to take another hit, but kept going wide. Looking back at Amelia nervously, he only had the hope that she could remedy this situation. Her taking control of the plane seemed like the only thing they could actually do now, and if she didn't, there were all going to die in the worse anticlimax ever.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:Hades table
Skills: N/A

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Arthur held back a grimace as Kiera offered to take them to the shop. He liked her enough, and she was his friend, but he wanted a few moments with Andy, where they could just... be. Luckily, Arthur was graced with years of deeply conditioned social ability, so he was more than capable of getting Kiera to let them go on their own without hopefully hurting her feelings. He shook his head and said, "We can make our own way there, it'll be a good experience for us to make our own loadout." He said, and he of course, wasn't wrong, but it was a misrepresentation of his true desires.

Standing up, he was ready to head out, but he waited for Andy to take the lead. He didn't want to abandon Ki without Andy's approval, which he would get if she was willing to leave at this point. If she decided to wait up for their friend, so be it, and they'd need to find some other way to say goodbye properly. He was sure that he could think of something, but even if he couldn't, a part of him was even more sure that Andy could. He trusted her, and knew that she probably wanted some privacy to do so as well, or at least, he sincerely hoped that that was the case.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Ship interior
Skills: N/A

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Oliver nodded at Niah's point, for all of Oliver's talents and abilities, prescience over meteorological events was not one of them. Listening in on what was being said about the geopolitics of this world, ands grimaced of the idea of any Stark being graced with the powers of the.. presidency felt like the wrong word, given the literal schism of the United States, but of any major country. He was, in retrospect, surprised the super hero hadn't tried something similar in their world. The bigger question he had was instantly vocalized, "So uh... Iron Man isn't an Avenger in this world then?"

Oliver also was concerned about going to Genosha; he was of course, a genetic oddity, so he honestly had no idea how scanners of any kind would ping on him. On considering this, he was actually surprised he hadn't taken a look at his own DNA, and even gave a nonchalant look over to Niah. Could they even have a kid? He wasn't a geneticist, so he didn't know what criteria there were for.. interspecies relationships again, felt like the wrong phrase, but it was absolutely the closest thing to describe what they were. He'd have to have a conversation with Niah about this at some point when they weren't on a mission

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:Hades table
Skills: N/A

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Arthur patted Chocolate's head once Andy returned to him, and he shrugged. "It's fine, I promise." Before taking a moment to stare idly off into the distance. It felt like, right now, was a calm before the storm. The next part of their adventure was awaiting them, and he didn't expect this one to come without loss or pain; he time at the camp so far had assuaged him of hope in that form. He just smiled as he finished up his breakfast, taking whatever time he could to enjoy his friends and found family while it was whole. He felt like he deserved that comfort.

Arthur nodded at Kiera, moving over to make room for her, even though the table was currently only populated by Arthur and Andy. He smiled down at Chocolate and said, "I mean, it's bacon, of course he does!" He said in the most adoring voice imaginable. Turning to Andy, he said, "We still need to go to the camp store, so maybe there?" In truth, Arthur had another place in mind as well, but he didn't wanna say what it was with anybody else around, so he led with that. Finishing up his food, he watched Andy to see what her reaction was, to see if she had anywhere she wanted to go.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Ship interior
Skills: N/A

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It was about a second after it was reiterated that Oliver visibly moved his head towards the console. He was doing everything he could to compartmentalize his feelings at the moment, but that was a big revelation, and he wanted to delve more into it, but not now. As the ship flew up and back down, he breathed a sigh of real relief. They were in the home stretch now, they just had to get out of here, and he could maybe pass out on the way to wherever they were heading next. He was desperately exhausted at this point, and needed something to eat.

As people started to board the ship, he was almost instantly in Niah's arms, hugging her. He was so glad to see she was safe, "Sorry um, for leaving you out in the rain." He said, giving her a big squeeze. "I'm really glad you're not dead either." His voice was quiet, and he was visibly tired, but joyous. Letting her go, he looked around and took a headcount, his eyes lingering on Folly and Darcy, but not saying anything. He was always cautious around new people, but he was too spent to be paranoid at the moment. His gaze shifted towards Sparky as she stepped out of the room, then waiting for somebody to take charge of the situation.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Ship interior
Skills: N/A

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Oliver turned instinctively as the door opened to let Celestine in, almost charging her on impulse, before he stopped himself. IT was only at that moment he realized exactly how stressed he was. His heart was racing, pounding faster than he could remember it ever having beaten before. This level of direct engagement and action was new to him, and a part of him honestly loved it. He felt powerful in a way he normally didn't, and in control, something that had been sorely lacking from his life recently. It was also at this moment Oli realized that he was the most senior agent among the three of them, something that was also a new feeling.

Oli shook his head at Amelia's idea, "We needed a way out of here, and we finally got one. We can't give it up now." He said, looking over to the flashing console, and then over to Celestine, "Let's coordinate extraction, make it to the team, and get the hell out of here." He decided, rubbing his temples. Where they would go, once they were out of the Iron, he had no idea, but he had the pressing feeling that time was of the essence. Doom and Luminous wouldn't be sitting on their hands this entire time, and they'd lost countless hours here; they needed to move on as soon as possible.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:Hades Cabin -> Hades table
Skills: N/A

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Arthur watched as Andy went off without him, and shrugged for a moment. He wanted to spend as much time as possible with her, but he wasn't going to have a breakdown if they couldn't do literally everything with each other. In the meantime, he settled on wrestling up some food, following shortly after Kristen. He didn't go out of his way to get her attention though, he could use a few moments where hew as just on his own, he supposed. He wouldn't be getting too many more moments of relaxed, personal contemplation, so he took a breath, and just existed in the moment.

Stepping into the dining pavilion, he quickly got to the work of getting himself some food, fruit mainly. His stomach couldn't take anything much heavier with his nerves. That, and there was the odd tension in his head where, if he finished his meal quickly, he'd be one step closer to this whole thing actually getting started. Time of course, didn't work like that, and it wouldn't matter how quickly he completed his meal, they would leave when the left. But still, that's what he was thinking about, as he nibbled on some orange slices at the Hades table.