Natsu

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:Big House
Skills: N/A

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Arthur watched as the room reacted and started to vote, but kept quiet. Pushing further from here would be seen as desperation, and wouldn't actually help their case. No, the only thing he could do was keep his voice down and hope. He'd like this to go his way, but ultimately it didn't matter much either way at this point. Kristin was a fine choice, and, most importantly, Cassian seemed incredibly unlikely at this point. His dislike for the boy was honestly a little irrational for the level it had ascended to, but nevertheless, it was there, and he held onto it.

Arthur drummed his fingers on the table, his gaze eventually landing on Chiron. He was happy for each second he had with Andy, but there was also a small part of him that wanted to rip the Band-Aid off. The more they danced around leaving, the more that that was all he could really focus on, and eventually, it got exhausting. He knew he'd cry a lot when it happened, or at least shut down for awhile, but a part of him knew that that would pass, and once it did, he could start thinking about other things, and that was something he needed soon.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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The Aerie
Skills: N/A

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Oli was happy to be near Niah, and stayed in step with her as much as possible. As his brain would normally try to process the new variables of the situation, and come up with plans for the different possible avenues everything could go in, he was instead preoccupied with a different thing. He eyes bored into Raynor for a few moments, and his brain couldn't quite realize exactly what his head was now stuck on. Tried as he might, he just couldn't escape trying to come up with a way to kill Raynor, and the various potential fallouts of different methods.

His fingers drummed steadily against his leg, and he opened his mouth for a moment, disoriented, but ended up leaning into the new thoughts. He was convinced he wouldn't act on it, but he entertained it all as a thought experiment. Raynor was a more experienced fighter than he was, so he'd need a surprise attack, if he came at him from behind, he could phase his hand through his heart and rip it out, he thought. That seemed like the most direct method that would be the least likely to result in his own death. The bigger problem with that was, even if he could get Raynor alone, it's a shortlist of people who the team could reasonably suspect to have committed that act. Of course, he could maybe blame it on Luminous, and kill her before she could be interrogated, ultimately being seen as a hero who avenged the death of one of his closet friends. He liked the idea of that, still being seen as a "good guy", after an incredibly evil act. He tried to keep as much of a poker face as he could, but if anybody looked at him, they'd see total revulsion.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:Big House
Skills: N/A

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Arthur briefly wondered if it was cool for the two of them to coordinate their votes like that, but he internally shrugged. He wanted somebody he knew to have the position, and that made the list of people he was okay with short. In addition, it was honestly just another way for him to attempt to express a degree of control over a world that increasingly showed itself to be cruel and uncaring. He smiled over at Kiera and waved back, taking a seat next to Andy and getting ready to make an argument for Demi. He looked at the room around him, and cleared his throat.

"I'd like to put forward Demi here." Arthur said, taking a scrap of paper and writing down Demi's name, "I trust him not to mess things up, and I think he'd be an effective liaison." Arthur said, folding the scrap an placing it in front of him. "He seems the type to do the job and not let his feelings get in the way, should things get tense." Arthur looked over to Andy, hoping she had something to say as well. Between the two of them, he hoped that they could convince enough of them to listen to the two of them here.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Ship interior -> The Aerie
Skills: N/A

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Oliver spent most of the trip lightly dissociating himself away from the awfulness in the cabin. There were things to do, of course, but he was confident that with the current information they had, and the lack of information they had about everything really kept him from doing much. As they landed, Oli rose himself, ready for whatever they'd have to face in The Blue. Hopefully their respite would continue, but he was at least recharged enough that he could knock around a few heads without having to worry about collapse from total exhaustion, and that was all that could be asked of him.

Oli deplaned, and looked at their welcoming party. He was initially shocked by the look of those in front of him. Not that he was one to judge people for their appearances, but he struggled to see how a person with what appeared to be human skulls on her waist could be particularly kind person. As such, he kept his mouth shut, and waited for more data. He wasn't going to attack somebody or attempt to verbally engage when he didn't actually know anything, but he felt uneasy. Whoever these people were, he got the feeling that, at best, their interests were temporarily aligned, rather than them all being called towards a greater good.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:Big House
Skills: N/A

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Arthur made a face for a moment as he thought, not one of disagreement, but one of contemplation. That was an interesting idea, though he wasn't sure how much it mattered. He'd never heard of a Greek demigod being approached by their Roman counterpart for the purposes of helping Camp Jupiter, but it was a worthwhile consideration. He wasn't sure, however, if such an act would be seen as an act of distrust between the two camps. If it was an ultimately meaningless thing, then all it would do is sew division between the two camps, which wasn't something they'd want in the things to come.

"I think I'd still prefer Demi, Zeus as a parent might make the other campers respect him, between Camp Jupiter and here." He explained, "I'm a bit nervous of trusting Tammy since I don't know her well, and I don't expect her to vote for herself, which might make her winning the election hard." He said, pursing his lips. "If you wanna try it, I'll back you, but I still think Demi is the best all around bet." He said earnestly, as they entered the Big House, laying his cards on the table. He didn't want Andy to feel like she wasn't being listened to though, so he was willing to acquiesce if she strongly believed in this.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Ship interior
Skills: N/A

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The more Oliver learned about this world's Tony Stark, the more and more his mind leaned towards euthanizing their Iron Man for the good of society. He was mostly entertaining the idea as form of catharsis, but come on. Every single piece of AI science fiction in the world could've told him why that was an awful idea, but the damn man had such hubris that he didn't care, because nothing could ever go wrong until everything goes wrong. The fucking complex of a man who'd try to make their kid a demigod, he couldn't even imagine, but it just gave him more and more distain.

Keeping distance between himself and Celestine's body, he thought to himself about if there was any chance of dealing with the Phalanx. He put a few things together in his head, and figured the thing that was hacking and adapting against him when he was trying to wrestle control of the ship must've been related to that. This wouldn't be like any system he could take over, it would fight against him, and he had no idea how to deal with that. The thought crossed his mind that, if any hacker could keep up with an AI, it would be a speedster one, but he honestly doubted himself.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:Dining Pavilion -> Big House
Skills: N/A

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Arthur made a face, "I think we need to go to the Big House." He said, mildly annoyed. Chiron was right here, after all, and he understood that vote needed some expectation of privacy, but he could just write it down on a piece of paper or something. He shrugged; institutions weren't exactly known for their efficiency, so much as their endless devotion to bureaucracy. i's needed to be dotted and t's needed to be crossed, after all, so it wasn't like they could just do things, they had to go to the special place and do it, lest the heavens fall.

In any case, the walk to the Big House gave him more time with Andy, so he was mildly annoyed at the situation, but happy about who he was in it with. "Yeah, there are a few hard no's that come to mind." He agreed, wanting perhaps nothing more than to avoid a situation with Cassian had any modicum of power. "I'd probably go with Demetri if I had to choose somebody." He said. He liked and trusted Dem, and though it may seem nepotistic to ask Andy to vote for her her half-sibling, it still felt like the best option, especially if votes were anonymous.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Ship interior
Skills: Jack of All Trades (Science, Engineering)

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Oliver cringed over at the body, and took a long look at it, or, long for as much as he could stomach. He wasn't the type to enjoy looking at corpses, or at least, he wasn't, but he, as in, this universe's version of him, probably wouldn't have minded at all. He tried not to linger on that thought, that serial killer Oliver Sullivan had probably seen many bodies like this one, and even made them himself. Moving on, he looked up and down, trying to focus on the tech of his former teammate's body instead of the viscera, and came to a quick conclusion.

"You folks have anything like The Borg here?" Oli asked, scooting himself imperceptibly away from the away from the corpse, not wanting to be converted himself, "Whatever was happening with Celestine, I'd have to guess it's some kind of tech-hive mind like that, and I swear to god if Stark built out something like that and released it into the wild..." He murmured off into a vague threat against The Iron Man. He didn't actually think he could do something against an avenger, but with the metric fuckton of shit that he'd put him through, it was cathartic to pretend.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:ining Pavilion
Skills: N/A

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Arthur listened as Chiron spoke, and grimaced for a moment. something didn't really feel right about him technically being a camp councilor, especially for voting matters. Some other cabins had dozens of members, and hopefully the councilors would roughly accountable to each of them for their respective cabins. He was, oddly enough, accountable to nobody, and wielded as much power as any of the others. Whatever, he thought, he'd at least get to have some say in camp affairs, that made up, a little bit, for being able to be sent on missions whenever fate fancied.

He looked over at Andy and shrugged. The two of them, as a couple, probably wielded more political power at the camp than any other two campers. That was something he hadn't really considered. With that, the two of them might be able to make significant impacts on the status quo here, but he'd need to spend more time thinking on it to come up with how that might be useful to them later on. For now, they at least got a little more time together, as they'd have to go vote together. He wasn't expecting that, and so he was pretty happy in the moment. "Ready to go when you are." He said, smiling.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:Clearing -> Dining Pavilion
Skills: N/A

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Arthur's gaze followed after Andy's, resting on Tammy. He didn't much like that they were followed, but now really wasn't the time to chew out a person who was likely only acting on the orders of Chiron. That would get him nowhere, and would only serve to make a new enemy when he didn't even know if they'd all be coming home safe. Following quietly after Andy, he listened to her words, and only responded. "I'm glad we met too..." That was about all he could really say about his feelings here. Everything else was feelings, and things that would not easily be conveyed by him directly.

Standing next to Andy in the dining pavilion, he couldn't help but feel trapped. There really wasn't anything he could do but follow fate, and allow the events that were going to come to pass to do so. He hated feeling powerless like this, he didn't want to have to do any of this, but this was the situation. He quietly waiting for Chiron to list off his announcements, and probably send them off on their adventures. After that, he'd be thinking almost every moment about whether or not Andy would be safe, and keep himself as safe as possible for her.