Natsu

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location: Pier
Skills: N/A

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Arthur nodded at the advice. He could deal with somebody being stronger than him, in fact, if he was smarter than them, he preferred it. If they were bigger than him, then he was probably faster, and could keep distance and attack with his knife at range. This felt safe, compared to the total warfare at the battle of Camp Jupiter. He felt a kind of adrenaline; a part of him knew how to fight, knew how to slay monsters and be a hero, it was literally in him. He didn't like that part much, but it was one that he was willing to indulge if it meant keeping people safe.

He ran over the tools he had in his head for the upcoming encounter. He had his knife, something he could use to attack at range, of course, but if he could control metal, there was a good chance that the surrounding area itself would be something he could use to fight. He was pretty settled on not using his necromantic powers, and he couldn't think of anything but a life or death situation that would lead to him employing them here. It felt like a principal that he was adhering to, one that wouldn't be easily shaken, Arthur Stanford wanted to never raise the dead again.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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The Aerie
Skills: N/A

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Oliver filched visibly as the changes overtook him, and he dropped the sword quickly to the ground. This was wrong, and he knew it was, but he had to do what he did in the moment. He knew he had to but... maybe that was the thing that was supposed to be different between him and his father. Oliver wasn't the person who did what had to be done, no matter what the cost might be. He'd been at a crossroads for awhile now, he could be a person that killed and enacted his vision of what a moral and just universe would be, or he could set rules for himself, stick to them, and try to do good within those.

It was now the saw where the former option would lead him, to ruining the world, and becoming the thing that made him. He wouldn't let that come to pass, and instead, he looked down at his father's body, and exhaled. He felt true regret, he killed something, and without much thought to it. This would not be who he was, it wasn't who he was raised to be, and maybe most important of all, it wasn't who Niah loved. He was Olive Sullivan, Agent of S.H.I.E.l.D, and on top of all of that, he was a hero that would make the world better, not more rotten.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location: Pier
Skills: N/A

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Arthur exhaled as the cyclops went down, and cursed himself under his breath. He wanted to be useful, and he quite frankly felt like he wasn't. He was just sort of, a thing for people to take care of, maybe occasionally kill something, but it didn't change the fact that he felt like a massive liability to everybody. He desperately wanted to stop being that, to be the child of one of The Big Three, to be brave and outgoing and dangerous like Andy, but, he just wasn't. Connecting with most of his powers felt like touching something dark, parts of him he just hated.

He agreed with Leda. "We can't let kids die. We gotta do something." It felt like he was just echoing her heroism, but he agreed with it. He knew he could do something that might actually make people's lives better, and he needed that. Even if he had to fight, or put his life at risk, or even summon up armies of the dead, he wouldn't let children die. That was what had to happen, and he would make sure it would.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Genosha
Skills: N/A

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Choices. That was what this was about, in the mind of the mad titan. Oli had made a choice to fake his death on the moon. He'd chosen to stay in S.H.I.E.L.D, he'd chosen to travel to another Earth in an attempt to avert another catastrophe. Oli had consistently been trying to make locally optimal decisions to keep other people safe, happy, and alive, but it felt like absolutely none of that actually mattered. It was time to do something for the greater good, even if it meant that he had to commit an intentional, egregious, act. But if he didn't do anything, he'd die, and the titan would continue to raze the universe.

Once he knew what he had to do, Oliver acted without thinking, in the span of a little under a second, reaching his phased hand through the chest of Thanos, extracting his still beating heart, and showing it to the monster. "Good news." Oliver say coldly, dropping the organ on the ground, "The prophecy is fulfilled, you can stop worrying about it." This kind of spite, anger, and hatred was something that Oliver never showed, but it was out in full force now. He was Thane, son and slayer of the Mad Titan Thanos, playing helplessly into the hands of a fate he did not ask for.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location: Pier
Skills: N/A

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Arthur flinched a bit at the fact that his deflection failed. He didn't have a good way of articulating why, but he really didn't want to play that game. It was just a like a ball of indecision, and flashbacks, and anxiety welled up inside him at the prospect. He felt like he wanted to throw up, but this wasn't like the fear that he'd die, or that someone he knew was in danger, it was just like a bad thing had already happened, and now that bad thing was always going to have happened, and there was fundamentally nothing that could be done about his feeling because of that.

It was for this reason, that the kidnap attempt by a monster was almost preferable to continuing to focus on the feelings inside him. Spilling out of the car, Arthur fell to his knees while trying to get out, only to shakily stand back up after that. His body felt like jello, shaking under any pressure. He had to calm himself down if he was going to be actually useful in this fight, he had to calm himself the fuck down. Taking a deep breath in, he drew his weapon, and closed his eyes for a moment, pushing down the feelings inside him for a few moments, for the sake of survival.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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The Aerie
Skills: N/A

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Oliver face palmed a bit at his interaction with Dr. Banner, feeling like an absolute idiot. In his defense, he had just been given a life threatening wound and was barely coherent through the miraculous cocktail of endorphines that his body was flush with. He was, of course, very confident that Banner wasn't his biological father, but he felt attempting to explain this fact would ultimately only worsen the situation, especially if anybody on this Earth had ever heard of Thanos.

When Oliver opened his eyes, he gagged at the sight. This was, he thought, perhaps one of of his worst nightmares, and even worse was that monster beside him. Snapping immediately into rage and paralyzing fear, Olive could do nothing but scream from the top of his lungs. "What did you do?", dropping the Teddy bear to the ground. He didn't even possess the wherewithal to snap at him using that name for Oliver, only managing to gnash his teeth and glare daggers at the mad titan.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location: streets
Skills: N/A

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Arthur watched with a look of surprise as the Taxi just appeared. He had no idea how this was a functioning buisness, he wondered about how cab drivers reliably got people to enter their cars, or about the how commonly people actually needed cabs. For the first time in a very long time, he felt wonder at a thing that wasn't wonderous, and that was a very good feeling to have. Stepping into the cab, he looked around at his companions, settling in to this being his new situation.

Arthur blinked at the concept of ice breakers, and clearly winced at the mention of that game. He remembered playing it before, and he didn't want to thinkuch about the past right now. Instead Arthur said, "That's an option but um. How long do we think we'll be here?" His voice sounded anxious, which he hoped was just read as nervous to start their adventure, he didn't want people to think that he was barely stable, or that easy to set off into an emotional episode.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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The Aerie
Skills: N/A

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Oli blinked for a moment, and sort of looked down at himself, "Uh, I'm adopted, but I'm pretty sure I was Assigned Male At Birth." He said, in only a half joking way, he was also very sure he had been human, and not the inhuman son of an intergalactic space villain. His confusion was shortly cut off though at the revelation by Prodigy, "Oh, nevermind then. I suppose you're not my... dad." He said and twitched a little in the face, as he realized exactly why this conundrum was ridiculous in the first place, unless he was the secret lovechild of Thanos and Dr. Banner.

Oli stayed put though, still needing to stay still to avoid organ damage, and exhaled in an almost bored kind of way. He felt tired, just so firmly exhausted at the everything that this trip had been. He honestly felt odd about the idea of retiring from this gig, but honestly very little good had come of it, besides Niah that is. Of course, the Skrulls and his father would have been problems even if he wasn't an agent, but it doesn't change the fact that his life drastically changed path the moment he became a secret warrior, and he wasn't sure he preferred it to how it was before.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location: streets
Skills: N/A

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Arthur's eyes darted to Leda as she said that nobody was going to die, and he grimaced. That felt patronizing more than anything, thee was a very very real risk of it happening, it already had, and he didn't see why they had to pretend like it wasn't. Maybe it was a comfort, to live in that kind of denial, but he didn't know if he wanted that. He didn't want to be in fear of death, and be constantly scared that he'd lose the ones he loved, but if he was prepared for that, wouldn't it at least hurt less when it finally happened? That was his way of thinking about it anyway.

He walked along with the group, and realized his suggested to the kid of Poseidon that the ocean would be pleasant, and he felt a little silly in retrospect. Arthur shrugged, and didn't have a particularly strong opinion to walking or taxi. He kinda wanted to see the city, but, despite Leda's argument, he still didn't think they were really here for fun. They had a job to do, and if they failed, bad things would happen. so he said, "A taxi sounds like a decent idea, I um, don't actually know how to get one though." All he'd ever heard was that you could flag them down with ease, but he didn't want to just start waving his hands around toward the street.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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The Aerie
Skills: N/A

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Oliver nodded at Matt's explanation, and groaned as he attempted to slightly readjust himself. If he was lucky, he could try to make more sense of an explanation than that. Granted, he himself wanted a roughly scientific explanation for why his mind was absolutely stuck on the idea of murdering one of his closest friends. There was perhaps the hope that he could science his way out of psychosis, which was, of course, totally based in his need to rationalize his problems away. He started to speak, "It's actually a touch more complicated than that." Oliver explained, before pausing.

He was about to devote the necessary mental energy to explain the many layers of complicated physics that underpinned multiversal travel and doppelganger coexistence, but as he tried, his thoughts were derailed by the worst of all distractors, love. There was nothing on his mind but that of Niah; a woman who, the more he considered it, he loved more than anybody or anything else he'd ever known. Oliver's thought hung in the air for a moment, before continuing, "And, on a different day, I may have been able to explain such things, but I've been impaled, and my girlfriend is somehow even more amazing than the wonders of this multiverse, so it's hard to conceive of much else."