Jayden Demitri Triton
Demitri sat there stunned, for a few seconds completely unaware of what the others were saying. He was suddenly on his knees... the glasses plucked from his hands. Had the stupid little crybaby girl just brought him to his knees. Him? Demitri the greatest most good-looking God of the Sea ever conceived by the minds of man?! *Impossible...* He fell forward lying on the ground. "My honor! Damn you Melia! You destroyed it!" He curled up and banged his fist into the ground, acting as if the end of the world had just happened. "Damn you! Damn you all!" He was seriously over-reacting. He stood up. "I'm just rusty is all you... you... meek girl you!" He said pointing a finger towards Melia. He looked at her for a few moments. "Yes..." Focusing on her, realizing what he was doing and contemplating it. Those who knew Demitri would probably expect him to get mad or perhaps go on a rude, insult spouting rampage but he didn't. He smiled.
"Heh.... heh heh... HAHAHAHA!" He let out a hearty roar of laughter, probably loud enough to wake up the next twenty houses. He placed his hand on Melias shoulder. "It would seem your not as weak as I first thought eh?" He smiled earnestly. "In fact considering you look... decent without the glasses and hair ties AND considering the fact that you won't just lay down and take things, I think that you might, MIGHT just be close to being just below the rank of being almost worthy of my amazing and overall incredible nature!" He stated with an extreme amount of ego in his voice. He took the glasses from her face again. "But that was a cheap shot..." He smirked. "Trust me if you try that again mistress it won't go so well for you... in fact I might just turn into a giant fish and eat you." He said, the word mistress dripping with sarcasm as he gave her an evil smile.
"Hey Quill, do me a favor" He threw the glasses in his brothers direction past the girl who would serve as Quills masters and at a suitable distance that Quill wouldn't fail miserably. "Catch."
Demitri sat there stunned, for a few seconds completely unaware of what the others were saying. He was suddenly on his knees... the glasses plucked from his hands. Had the stupid little crybaby girl just brought him to his knees. Him? Demitri the greatest most good-looking God of the Sea ever conceived by the minds of man?! *Impossible...* He fell forward lying on the ground. "My honor! Damn you Melia! You destroyed it!" He curled up and banged his fist into the ground, acting as if the end of the world had just happened. "Damn you! Damn you all!" He was seriously over-reacting. He stood up. "I'm just rusty is all you... you... meek girl you!" He said pointing a finger towards Melia. He looked at her for a few moments. "Yes..." Focusing on her, realizing what he was doing and contemplating it. Those who knew Demitri would probably expect him to get mad or perhaps go on a rude, insult spouting rampage but he didn't. He smiled.
"Heh.... heh heh... HAHAHAHA!" He let out a hearty roar of laughter, probably loud enough to wake up the next twenty houses. He placed his hand on Melias shoulder. "It would seem your not as weak as I first thought eh?" He smiled earnestly. "In fact considering you look... decent without the glasses and hair ties AND considering the fact that you won't just lay down and take things, I think that you might, MIGHT just be close to being just below the rank of being almost worthy of my amazing and overall incredible nature!" He stated with an extreme amount of ego in his voice. He took the glasses from her face again. "But that was a cheap shot..." He smirked. "Trust me if you try that again mistress it won't go so well for you... in fact I might just turn into a giant fish and eat you." He said, the word mistress dripping with sarcasm as he gave her an evil smile.
"Hey Quill, do me a favor" He threw the glasses in his brothers direction past the girl who would serve as Quills masters and at a suitable distance that Quill wouldn't fail miserably. "Catch."