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X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

Maximillian Gray

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Location: Shi'ar Throne World
Skills: Basic Spellcraft, Soul Staff, Grimoire Spell: Portal. Current Outfit: Header Image

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Avery spoke up and offered a different approach to Max's idea. Instead of using his portals as an aim assist or range extension, he could create a series of them to help refract the laser and create what would essentially amount to a web that could ensnare the Phoenix and work it's magic. He snapped his fingers before waving a finger gun at Avery. ”Now you're thinking with Portals. We just need to make sure no one else is in line with one of the portals so that they aren't hit with the crossfires. Especially if we are looking at molecular detanglement. From what I know of the Phoenix Force, while it does bond at a physical level, it also has the potential to bond in a spiritual one as well. Case and Point the most recent and well known one being Jean. But you have to be a perfect match for that to happen. Now assuming Mary isn't a perfectly match, we may be able to help keep her safe while the body…for lack of a better term, suffers. If we can separate her Astral form from her physical body then it would keep the spirit safe as the body itself is being detangled. It could also potentially alleviate some of if not all of the pain her physical form is enduring.”

Max began to pace in a small circle as he began to think out loud. Trying to solve the best way to approach this matter with as little damage to Mary as possible. A part of him wanted to say if she died it'd be fine, he could just bring her back. But he knew the risks of that now and he wasn't exactly willing to tear the veil for her sake. Besides, the X-men had their own revival methods, but he didn't know what. However, if her soul was separated from the body and the host body was destroyed, that would be more feasible. They could create a body for her, and would require no real resurrection, just binding magics to bond her soul to the new host. That was when Runa brought up the idea of seeing Strange. He blinked slowly, both at the fact that she'd even acknowledged him, and what's more was suggesting a team up of sorts. After all the times he'd called on her and she didn't answer. ”I was thinking the same thing Runa. I have a few queries for my mentor as well that I would like to ask him while we're there. Need details on an idea I have for this to help out chances of Mary surviving, but I must ensure the Veil isn't damaged for her sake.” And maybe they could get some sling rings to help others create portals in the fight.

Max whispered a word under his breath as his hand made a circular motion. The familiar ring of his portal opening up within the room and on the other side, the doors to the Sanctum Sanctorum. He tried to do the same opposite the Sanctums portal, but nothing came of it. His brows furrowed in frustration as he looked towards the others. ”It appears something is interfering with my magic over back in New Orleans. Seems our little friend doesn't want others dropping in. But for now we can make for the streets of New York, where I can attempt to pierce the barrier placed in my hometown from a much closer location. There has to be a weak point somewhere.”.

Avengers Academy: Junior Year 💥

Dorian Gray

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Location: Mario World
Skills: Work Out Fit

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Dorian pulled Percy into the room by his wrist, using his foot to close the door behind them as he tried to finish getting ready. He hadn't quite managed to get his hair right this morning (or the past few for that matter) as his new powers kept messing with it from time to time. His phone buzzed on the counter top, seeing a new notification from his group chat with April and Danni, he skimmed the message as it appeared on the cover screen before vanishing. Nothing he needed to respond to at the moment given they were all about to meet up.

Dorian blew a tuft of air up at his hair that currently sat feather and floofy atop his head, pushing some of the bangs aside. ”T’at's it I’m c’angin’. Can't wear t’e pants and jacket if my ‘air doesn't match it. Sooo, t’e shorts and short sleeve button up will do.” Dorian went to phase out, leaving his clothes behind (save for his boxers) as he did, in an attempt to do a quick change. But he miscalculated and his foot got caught within the pant hole at the end causing him to fall flat on his ass. ”Merde!” He cursed as he stood up, kicking his pants off before walking over towards the closet to get his other uniform.

The Dead Don't Die.

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Hermès couldn't hear the sounds of glass being pounded on. Finley locked up inside the cruiser as he bashed his head repeatedly at the window in an attempt to break free. He didn't know what was happening to him, to Elio, it was all too sudden and too strange. Coach had died, yet he was seen moving again later, some sort of viral infection spread via saliva from the sounds of it based on what the dispatcher was saying. But Hermès didn't want to think about what that meant for Finley, on if it was already too late and he'd passed or if he was still alive in there, somewhere. He hoped they could find a cure to it and that he'd return back to normal, but until then he'd need to stop having so many close encounters with a bite.

As Hermès looked away from the scene and towards Mandy's car, he saw the teen who had snuck in and attempted to hot wire it. Mandy's quick thinking startled him however, the loud alarm making Hermès remove his hand from the car with a jolt before looking towards the officers. ”Hey, there's a guy trying to steal our ride over here!” He was about to do something reckless, before he remembered the cops were there. Wouldn't do for them to see him assaulting someone and get the wrong idea. Especially not after this whole mess.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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Demetri Rowan Howell

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Did he expect for them to say no? Yes. Did it still rub him the wrong way in which they'd said it? Also yes. Niah spoke first, telling him this didn't involve him. Like hell it didn't. He was one of the demi-gods that was betrayed by them, they'd lost a Greek to Leandra as well, and what's more she was the first kind soul he met at New Rome. On top of all of that this was happening on their soil, Greek soil. Something inside of him started to bubble, threatening to boil over at her cold words. But Nancy was what set him over the edge.

Belittling him and rude remarks towards him were one thing, but the passive aggressive comments dripping with venom aimed at his boyfriend? That was off limits. To make matters worse, Zeke didn't even defend himself or say anything other than apologize to him before running after his mess of a sister again. ”There it is!” Demi said as he slowly clapped. ”There's the Roman hospitality that I've grown to love. The whole reason why Leandra betrayed your legion, your people. You're noses are so high up you can even see the people in front of you dying for your attention, or at least a modicum of respect. You were a bitch before New Rome fell and you're a bitch now. I would've hated to follow you too. The only good Roman's aged out of the system and left.” He snapped back at the pair. A part of him had wanted to do it in Leandra's voice, using his power to give voice to the voiceless and grate Nancy further. But he held back, a lot. ”Clearly I'm not wanted here, Alexios let go plan that party. Better than hanging around here for people who don't care.”

The Dead Don't Die.

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Were they telling him to get the ice packs from the ambulance? Or were they simply stating that they did have some located there since he'd asked. Neither of them made a move to go grab one, so Hermes decided that if they needed to keep the fever down he'd go and grab the packs himself. As he began to make his way over towards the ambulance however, a cop came up to him, cuffs in hand, making Hermès both nervous and a bit jumpy. He wasn't doing anything wrong, and was about to say so when another officer came behind the other and tapped him on the shoulder before pointing over to Finley.

A wave of relief washed over him as he let out a sigh, deciding that Finley wouldn't need the ice packs if he was headed into a cruiser. So he made his way over to his cousin once more, looking around at the situation at hand and seeing that everyone else seemed to have things covered now. ”Crap! I'm so sorry. Finely is one of my…friends at school. When I saw them I kind of panicked and forgot to keep you in the loop. I'll try to be better about it but I agree, we should go.” He signed before making his way over to the passenger side of Mandy's car.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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Demetri Rowan Howell

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”Escort her? I…what was the verdict?” Demi couldn't help but feel pity for Leandra. A sorrow for the first kind person he had met back at New Rome before it was destroyed. A part of him wondered if he should deliver this news to Em and Marco. Was it even his place to? He wasn't Roman. He realized his brows had furrowed both in deep thought and discontent with his own thoughts. He tried to relax a bit more, putting on a pseudo smile. ”Need a hand? I'm sure a kid of the Big Three and a God could handle escorting Leandra as well.”

Demetri doubted they'd take him up on his offer. Nancy already…disliked wasn't the right word for it, so much as she didn't care. Having him around would seem more like a nuisance than anything, doubly so for the particular God who would be accompanying. So he'd have to settle for waiting for Zeke to finish his errands, then more than likely spend more time talking to Nancy about her feelings on the matter and what not, then more so about Mads and their inevitable meeting at Central Park, so…it looked like his day with Zeke wouldn't start till late day. He tried hard not to sigh at the thought out loud.

Avengers Academy: Junior Year 💥

Dorian Gray

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Location: Mario World
Skills: Work Out Fit

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The great thing about having a father that could open portals at a whim was that your vacations didn't need to end until the very last second. The bad thing about it was he wasn't willing to send you back early just to see your boyfriend. “You have all year to see him and only a few holidays to see us” he'd argue. But now Dorian was back at AA, standing before his own mirror as he tried to adjust his uniform so that it looked perfect. While he always cared about his appearance, he didn't quite care for the need to have a perfectly tied tie or starched collar until he began to date Percy. He wanted his first day back to appear perfect for him.

Meanwhile Danni was fixing his hair behind him, asking about how intentional his hair looked, which was always perfectly messy to a fault but in a stylish way. Dorian hardly had the chance to respond before his phone buzzed twice. It sat folded on his desk, but he tapped the cover screen to preview what the notifications were and saw April and Danni had begun to chat about what Coulson wanted. Danni expected praise (as usual) while April expected doom, which seemed to be a bit more common with her recently. In truth it worried Dorian quite a bit, this whole Arcade business really messed with a lot of them, Danni to the point of burning their house down over break. Dorian shot off a quick text back to the group.

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”He probably just wants to check in on us and see how our mental health is doing. He seems like the kind of guy to do that. Besides didn't a team lose their sponsored coach? They may need to reorganize the groups or something.”

He punctuated the last sentence with a shrug emoji.

”A spa day would be nice. Maybe we can convince t'e rents to let us portal over to Japan and ‘ave an Onsen experience after school one day.” Dorian checked himself over once more as he put his phone down when suddenly he saw Percy's reflection in his mirror. If he wasn't careful, Dorian was liable to have all the metal in the room flying across from the jolt of shock. Danni, ofcourse, only making matters worse as he teased leaving them alone while painting Dorian to be some love sick puppy, which was true but he didn't have to say it.

After Danni left, Dorian went up to Percy and gave him a kiss before pulling him into a hug. ”Missed you over break! I kept beggin’ my parents to let your family over for t'anksgivin’ but since we were grounded for sneakin’ out it didn't really pan over well. Least we got to text a bit.”

The Dead Don't Die.

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Wasn't talking to? Excuse the fuck out of me. Hermès couldn't believe what the man wrestling Finley was saying. As if the world revolved around his every word. News flash, it revolved around Hermès every word. After all he was a teenager, duh. ”Yeah, wasn't talking to you either. Ya pazzo. I was responding to my cousin and friend.” He watched as the Paramedic plunged a needle into Finley that he could only assume was the tranq he'd asked for moments before. ”How long till it takes effect?” It couldn't be instant right? It took some time to get in the system, that's why it wasn't working yet. Or at least he hoped.

”Keep it down? Like a fever? You docs got ice packs in that truck? Or maybe some garlic? My Nonna always gives me crushed garlic when I'm sick. Says it's good for me. Maybe a cold wet rag?” Hermès wasn't really sure what to do to help Finley. After all, all his family's remedies involved being at home. Resting, eating crushed garlic, teas made from a bunch of herbs, or a small glass of hot red wine. Nothing that he could replicate out here.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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Demetri Rowan Howell

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”Really any open space would do, though maybe something a bit more nature-y than fight-y. Like the kind of place you see others jog around to clear their minds you know? Maybe do something to do with comics? She's a bit of a nerd when it comes to them so that could be a thread we can follow.” Demi said as he shoved his hands into his jacket pocket and stopped just near the Roman area where the trial was being held. He could hear the sounds of chatter coming from inside, but the cadence was off, like they were wrapping up and trying to figure out the finer points of whatever decision they'd made.

He turned to look at Alexios and then back at the tent. ”I don't know…” Demis voice was distant, his mind trying not to think the worst of the Romans. ”She always was at odds within New Rome from what she'd told me back then. Nothing against the gods or values more so…the way certain people acted or treated her. It couldn't have been easy. I hope they take pity on her, show her mercy. Just because someone stumbles doesn't mean they deserve to fall, sometimes they simply need a helping hand to lift them up. Maybe…maybe a god can do that for her, help her reform. Artemis is always taking young maidens into her grasp and helping them escape terrible situations right? Perhaps she can do so while reforming someone as well. Showing them what they'd needed all along.” But that was wishful thinking. He doubted the gods would intervene in such a way.

The Dead Don't Die.

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Jeff? Who the fuck was Jeff? The old man was hit by a car, not a sudden case of the Flu. ”Listen, I don't know this Jeff guy is but this man was hit by a car and bit by a homeless man. I don't think he's going to get a fever from either of those. I have 911 on the line and I'm following their instructions ok?” Hermes rolled his eyes, landing them into a side eye at Hannah as if to say ‘can you believe these guys?’ That's when he caught the birds, was everything just going crazy all of a sudden? Was this Bird Flu? Too late did he realize that the growling was coming from Finley and not some strange dog across the way. It was then he was tackled down to the ground, this time without a faithful hockey stick to hold the chomping mouth at bay.

Hermès’ phone slipped from his hand and scattered away on the pavement as he tried to hold Finley back. The newcomer immediately coming to his rescue and pulling Finley off of him right as the Paramedics arrived on the scene. ”I'm fine. I'm fine.” He responded, signing along with it as he watched the scene unfold before him. He made his way over and picked up his phone once more. ”Paramedics are here.” Then he hung up. He slid his phone into his pocket, wondering if he needed to arm himself or not. ”The call was for that old man over there. He was hit by a car and also suffers from a bite wound. Maybe you have a sedative or a tranquilizer to help Finley over there calm down?” He called out to the Paramedics.