Natsu

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Ship interior
Skills: N/A

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Oliver closed his eyes and listened to the Quinjet. Finally, he was getting, for however short it may be, a moment of rest. Air ran through his lungs, and he just, let the world come to him as it existed. It was only around now that he realized exactly how much in the zone he'd been. Every action he'd taken in the past bit had been tailored to escaping and surviving, and he didn't need to do that for the time being. Were they still on a mission? Yes. Were their minds still being infected with the malignant memories of some mirror, twisted versions of themselves? Yes; but they were doing what they could to abate those things.

He looked onto the body of his former teammate with a frown as she was moved out of sight. He didn't know her particularly well, but loss was loss, and this still sucked. It was also concerning that, whatever tech she was interfacing with eventually infected and overwrote her. There were terrifying implications there about the nature of consciousness, that it could just be replaced and controlled in that particular manner. Mind control wasn't strictly speaking new to him, but this sudden and complete replacement of a human consciousness was totally unprecedented.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:Clearing
Skills: N/A

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Arthur struggled to keep himself together at Andy's words. He wanted her to be okay, but he knew she wasn't going to be, and he at least appreciated that she wouldn't lie to him about this. He had a marked silence at the last comment though. He felt sure that he would know exactly what he would do if he lost her. He'd go down to the underworld, demand her soul back, and never take no for an answer, even if it meant Olympus would fall on his head. Did he know what the consequences of that were? Of course not, but if that happened he couldn't image he's care much about them.

In a small voice, he responded, "I... am gonna be scared too. But we're gonna still have to fight. We can't let others get hurt to keep ourselves safe, even for one another." He'd never be able to forgive himself if somebody died and he could have done something about it. "I promise though, I'm gonna try to be safe, and... I dunno. I... can't imagine a world without you. I don't um... I'm sorry." He said, rambling slightly, "You're important to me." He finally managed to eek out. And quickly gave her a hug, squeezing tight, before letting go and stepping back awkwardly.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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As their aircraft went through the roughest stabilization he could imagine, Oliver kept his shit together, bracing the back of a chair and keeping himself from going flying about the cabin. Amelia was fucking crazy, but he loved that about her, and she was also the proximate cause of their asses not being dead, so she got to fly the plane however she damn well pleased. As everything stabilized, he nodded weakly to Niah, saying, "I'm so done with today. I'm uh. Fine. I promise." He grunted out, slowly working himself over to a seat, and lowkey collapsing, trying his best to ignore the smell of vomit permeating the air.

"Can we please not chew out the reason we're not unidentifiable corpses in a burning pile of jet fuel and steel for the way she kept us from becoming such, or at least, not right now?" He asked politely. Rubbing his temples, it was everything he had to not pass out in his seat. He'd run a lot today, and team members bickering was the last thing he needed. "Thanks for that, by the way, Amelia. I, for one, am not picky about the particular manner in which you prevented our deaths." Oliver said, his filter completely off for the moment. He was well past the point of social grace at this point.

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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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
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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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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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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
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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.