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Dylan Ramirez

"I'm not a nerd, I'm just smarter than you"

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a character in “Aeonis Academy for Demigods”, originally authored by The-Calenator, as played by RolePlayGateway

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|Full Name|
Dylan Xavier Ramirez

|Nicknames|
Dill {Rarely; doesn't mind} || Dilly {Only by his sister; secretly likes} ||
Taunts like Smart-Ass, Freak, Know-It-All, etc. {Tauntingly used; hates}
"Let's just stick with Dylan, okay?"

|Date of Birth|
June 14th || Gemini

|Age|
17 {Seventeen}
"I'm nearly an official adult... Yay?..."

|Godly Parent|
Athena
"It's probably where I get all my intelligence and clever, witty and possibly sarcastic remarks. Oh, and my problem solving and detective skills, gotta love them. Still haven't got any upper body strength, though. Uh... Well... Brain before brawn, I suppose."

|Year|
12th || Senior

|Gender|
Male
"Isn't it totally and completely obvious?"

|Sexuality|
Heterosexual || Heteroromantic

|Enthicity|
American, but Dylan has a bit of a messed up background, his family being made up of all different nationalities. Although, he does have a slight English accent to his voice.
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|Height|
5'11
"Nearly six foot! I'm getting there, just be patient with me."

|Weight|
124 lbs. Dylan is so skinny to the point of it being unhealthy.
"My skinny-ness is actually pretty helpful at times. Sure, I don't have any muscle but I can fit in narrow spaces, so it's not that bad to be a bit lanky."

|Hair|
Usually kept short, messy and scruffy, Dylan's dark brown hair is all over the place and whether he decides to brush it depends on his mood and whether he bothers to actually do it, but usually, this isn't exactly the case.

|Eye Color|
A pale, dusty blue, which looks slightly like a light shade of gray.
"I love my eye color, it's actually one of my favorite colors in general."

|Skin Color|
Very pale, but slightly tanned from when he actually decides to go outside during the summer and trust me, it isn't a regular occurrence.
"I hate getting tanned, I love my pale texture."

|Distinguishing Marks|
Dylan has an abundance of moles and light freckles covering his body from head to toe. He also has glasses that he needs, if he doesn't bother to put in his contacts, sometimes he doesn't bother to even attempt it... He has his lazy days. Yeah, there is a lot of them.
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|Personality|
β–° Intelligent β–° Curious β–° Sarcastic β–° Witty β–° Eccentric β–° Artistic β–°
β–° Impulsive β–° Goofy β–° Lively β–° Mischievous β–° Hyperactive β–° Loyal β–° Impatient β–°
β–° Creative β–° Romantic {secretly} β–° Sensitive β–° Awkward {around girls} β–° Perfectionist β–°

To sum up Dylan's intelligence, he is one of the smartest seventeen year old that you will ever meet and from his intelligence also spawns his vastly imaginative and artistic mind which can come up with the craziest and most creative ideas, sometimes he tends to go off in his own little world, rummaging through his ideas in the big brain of his.

Well, if you are a pretty girl, he will turn out terrified of you and be the quietest, most awkward being on the planet, until you talk to him enough, then he opens up revealing his true, sarcastic, mischievous, hyperactive, eccentric self. He is a secret hopeless romantic and has a weird habit of having am uncountable amount of crushes and always believed in true love and wanted to experience it. Dylan is also a virgin and has never had sex and only ever had one girlfriend, who is now one of his best friends.

He is very quick-witted, easily coming up with a sarcastic come-back to an insult or any stupid comments any person might make, so at the first few encounters he will either be extremely impatient, impulsive and sarcastic to the point of being an asshole or quiet and anxious, being unable to talk around you and stumbling on his words when he is trying to speak. But, once he opens up, he is a nice guy, having a sensitive soul and being extremely loyal to anyone that deserves it. But if he doesn't feel like you deserve it, that sarcastic attitude is something you will have to get used to.

Dylan is also very goofy, lively and hyperactive, he can't stay still for more than thirty seconds, always fiddling with something in his hands, not exactly fitting the calm, collected standard expectations of most Athena children. And he is very mischievous and always coming up with devious plans for his elaborate, impetuous tricks and pranks he usually does, no-one is an exception, so, watch your back!

And to the dark side of Dylan. Dylan is very hard on himself, has very low self-esteem and absolutely no confidence which creates his quiet and shy side, he doesn't approach anyone if he doesn't know them and waits for them to approach him. He is pretty odd and will often confuse you, rambling on and on, unable to stop talking. This leads to bullying, he is heavily bullied by typical jocks and assholes for multiple reasons; his intelligence, his nice guy attitude, his sarcastic attitude, his goofy, sensitive, hyperactive, eccentric and shy, quiet traits.

But overall, Dylan is a intelligent, loyal, dorky and friendly guy, with low self-esteem and sarcastic expertise, who only wants to make other people laugh and be happy.

So, that is Dylan Xavier Ramirez in a nutshell.
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|Likes|
βœ” Videogames βœ” Comic Books βœ” Technology βœ” Science {Of all kinds} βœ” Girls βœ” Animals βœ” Reading βœ” Art; especially drawing βœ”Writing βœ” Inventing βœ” Engineering βœ” Robotics βœ” Hacking βœ” Skateboarding βœ” Science Fiction βœ” The Cold βœ” Water and Swimming βœ” Junk Food; specifically chocolate and ice cream βœ” Photography βœ” Music βœ” Sarcasm βœ” Relaxing βœ” Beanies βœ” Pale Blue βœ” Rain βœ” Snow βœ” Youtube, Spotify, Netflix, Tumblr, etc. βœ” Sleeping; he doesn't sleep as much hours as he should and sometimes has trouble going to sleep and sleeping in general. βœ” Cartoons βœ” Dancing βœ” Pranks βœ” Love, Romance and all that good stuff {Secretly} βœ” Beaches; despite the usual heat and sun, but of course, he loves water βœ” Lazy weekends at home, "doing nothing" βœ” Singing {secretly} βœ” Children βœ” Climbing Trees βœ” Chess βœ” Bowties βœ” Adventures βœ” Exploring βœ” His step-mother and his half-sister, Emily βœ”

|Dislikes|
βœ– Bullies and Bullying βœ– Jocks βœ– Most sports; Soccer, Football, Basketball, etc. βœ– The Heat; it makes him more drowsy than usual βœ– Ignorance and down-right stupidity βœ– Getting bad grades βœ– Detention βœ– Spicy Foods; he can't deal with spicy and hot foods βœ– Mathematics βœ– Boredom βœ– Racism, Sexism, Homophobes, etc. βœ– Overly serious people βœ– Soda βœ– Stereotypes βœ– Bright, Fluer and Neon Colors, for example; cyan, lime, etc. βœ– Peer Pressure βœ– Bad Grammar; he is sort of a grammar nazi βœ– Arrogance βœ– Hypocrites βœ– Country Music βœ– Pain βœ– Silence βœ– Darkness βœ– Disloyalty βœ– Alcohol βœ– Homework, Studying and School Projects; Yeah, he's a nerd and all, but this is just a pain in the ass and he tends to cram in it the last day or night before they are due βœ– The idea of dying; he wishes you could just live on for as long as you want and then die when you get bored with life and have accomplished everything you wish to accomplish. βœ– His father; he is always caught up in his business and has almost never spent any time with him since he first got out of Kindergarten βœ–

|Fears|
☠ Trypanophobia || The fear of needles☠
☠ Thanatophobia || The fear of death or dying ☠
☠ Automatonophobia || The fear of ventriloquist dummies, animatronic creatures, mannequins, etc. He is only really afraid of realistic ventriloquist dummies out of all of them. ☠
☠ Claustrophobia || The fear of having no escape and being in closed or small spaces or rooms; although Dylan can stay calm in elevators and such, it is only when he can't escape, can't move or when it is very tight is where he gets scared. ☠
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|Family|

|| Simon Ramirez ||
|| Father || 45 || Human || Alive ||

|| Melissa Ramirez ||
|| Step-Mother || 42 || Human || Alive ||

|| Kyle Ramirez ||
|| Half-Brother || 15 || Human || Alive ||

|| Stephanie Ramirez ||
|| Half-Sister || 12 || Human || Alive ||

|Relationship with Godly Parent|
Dylan has only ever met his mother once, shortly before his twelfth birthday, when he was told by her that he was a demi-god and was to go to Aeonis Academy, it was only a brief visit, only a few minutes and it was way too formal for his liking. Although he understands why she can't spend much time with him, he doesn't like how she hasn't spend any time with him since he was eleven. He can't hate her. Yet, he doesn't exactly want to like her. But she brought him in to the Earth, so, he has to be, at least, grateful.

|Favorite Power|
Dylan loves all of his powers but his intelligence is most definitely his favorite although, the second is being able to sort out if people are lying or not. He uses it a lot to his advantage and it is great when it comes down to interrogating someone, despite not being very threatening or menacing.
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|Other|
Dylan can speak a total of nine languages fluently which include; English, Chinese, Japanese, Korean, French, Italian, Spanish, German and Swedish. But he is trying to learn even more.

Dylan is ambidextrous, although he works a lot better with his right hand and almost never uses his left hand unless he decides to use two at once.

Dylan actually has two pets at his home, which Emily takes care of when he isn't around, a hamster named Brownie and a small bunny rabbit named Gizmo

|Face Claim|
Dylan O'Brien

|Hex Color|
#8FA9BA

|Portrayed By|
The-Calenator, but call me Caleb, if you like.

So begins...

Dylan Ramirez's Story

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Character Portrait: Headmaster Dawes Character Portrait: Dorian Grigore Character Portrait: Rei Inaba Character Portrait: Dylan Ramirez

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"So, let me tell you a joke,Β  three Gods walk into a bar-"

"Oh please... Not this joke again... let me guess,Β  they all find out the patrons are all their children?"

Zeus, or rather,Β the being possessing the body directly in front of the Headmaster scratched at the stubble under his chin in frustration, as the Headmaster failed to diffuse the tense atmosphere between them, although he had to admit that he enjoyed his companions charm.

"Come on! You didn't even let me finish the joke this time... "

The Headmaster himself is rather confused as to why the seemingly all-powerful God is in his presence, of all days to be exact, a day in which some Gods look upon with embarrassment, and others complete obliviousness at the fact that they left their children in this realm, at the hands of someone like him. No one ever mentioned that he'd be babysitting when the offer came to him, babysitting for approximately ten years now. Hermes often had a way with words, so there was no doubt in Dawes mind ten years down the line that he phrased the offer ever so carefully that day. Hermes made it seem like he was going to be controlling an army of Demi-Gods, all fit to be his soldiers. Alas, no one told him that humans weren't that simplistic, so imagine his frustration during that first day a decade ago, feeling as if he'd been put in charge of a daycare.

Out of the long wanning silence between the two,Β  it was only Dawes that was forced out of his thoughts, he would skirt around the inquiry of Zeus' presence here, maybe even warm him up to the idea of becoming a part of this institution.

"You know, I was like any other God when I got here,Β  I saw no real reason to care for humans,Β  so much so that I couldn't see these kids as equals, but you know... I think time softened me,Β  you'd be surprised what you'd find here. "

Zeus snorted at the assumption that he wanted anything more than the most superficial association with the Demigods of the school, it was a losing battle as soon as Dawes mentioned it.Β  At this point Zeus turned to stare out the window; theΒ  window of Dawes office,Β  a place rarely visited by any other. Dawes caught that snort with a loud,Β  and rather anxious sigh,Β  one that caused the other Gods head to turn slightly.

"So you wanna tell me why you're here of all days?Β  We both know that the Gods want little to do with their own earthly kin,Β  so what's changed?"

Dawes let himself lean against his maple wood desk, there was a stirring in his heart, one that was all too familiar to the God as he waited for Zeus' answer. When had he ever sensed fear from a force like Zeus?Β  Someone whose footsteps could cause the Earth to crackle,Β  and whose voice could rob you of your hearing. If he knew anything this was most definitely bad news, the creases in Zeus aged face seemed to bow, when he faced him, an aura of despair caught up with him, on one hand, for Dawes it was a most delicious feeling being near such unabashed terror, but it was causing an effect that resonated between the both of them for only a moment, so that only Dawes could truly know what lie ahead of them, an uncertain future, but a certain sacrifice, this he could feel pulsate within him. To a human it would have looked like only a second of acknowledgement between two friends, but the both of them could sense the urgency, the silence simply accomodated the atmosphere. The usual expression of laxity that Dawes had faded into a stern,Β  and worried one.Β  He looked Zeus in the eyes, addressing him as the leader he was.

"You need to tell me what's wrong,Β  and what we need to do to fix it. "

He uttered simply,Β  the other God quickly abandoned the pretense of fear before, it was a measure to make sure that Dawes could see the need behind this cause.

" You must be aware that this institution was a service of the Gods,Β  and while not everyone agreed with its establishment or its mission,Β  it was clear that there was one purpose of would serve-an ace in the hole,Β  as humans often say. The time has come for us to use this. "

Dawes swallowed at the suggestion,Β  his mouth suddenly dry as he ran through his mind forgetting,Β  and remembering that day, an effort he wished he hadn't taken. It was beneath him to disobey an order for the ruler of Mount Olympus,but Dawes could already feel the coming command.

"Phobos my dear friend... Hear me out... "

Dawes swore,Β  that was the last time he ever wanted to hear his true name spoken to him.

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What was it about sun showers that brought an almost child like delight to people? Dorian would never know, but he knew he was caught here. An astoundingly beautiful morning on the terrace of the Academy, and he sat on a tree, his Owl form peacefully surveying the horizon, the whispy rays of sun reflected off the lens of the Owls eyes, conveying a picture truer than any TV could broadcast,Β  pixels couldn't have captured the moment better than actually being there, it was part of the reason why Dorian opted for this form on beautiful days like these.Β  The breast of the Owl puffed up as if taking a shallow,Β  relaxing breath,Β  and it's eyes continued to ponder at the palette of colors brimming in the horizon. His early bird habits were strictly because of sights like these,Β  not necessarily because he actually enjoyed getting up at 4am but for this, it was worth seeing another sunrise, because it really might have been his last. Light sprinkles of water, comparable to morning dew rained down on the Campus,Β  it wasΒ  hardly enough to warrant an umbrella, but he could imagine seeing some frizzy heads when he decided to head inside for the complimentary breakfast that started every year off. He hoped Dylan, was also seeing this wherever he might have been,Β  but considering that it was a long night just getting all the students settled back into their old rooms and schedules, he imagined that anybody would have trouble waking up early after a 2am flight.

While he sat, unbothered and completely at peace, Rei was bound to be around he knew, more importantly, even through the rather abysmal sense of smell his Owl form had, he could smell the cigarette smoke from only feet away. If owls could have a more apt set of expressions,Β  Dorian would have opted for annoyance as one. He turned his small body a few degrees,Β  to peer at Rei who was undoubtedly smoking on campus as usual.Β 

The Hades child waved lazily at him,Β  yawning carelessly, and then scratching his skull, wondering just why he was out here in the first place, he thought he sensed something, or there would at least be something interesting for this first day of all days. Usually,Β  there wasn't a reason to tread across Campus, but at least he found some joy in bothering his friend perched up on the tree.Β  As he was about to take another hit off of his cigarette,Β  a blur of feathers came his way,Β  swooping down on the lit stick,Β  causing him to unhand it, but Rei seemed largely unaffected by the action, as Dorian swiftly transformed in front of him. His cigarette in hand.

"Didn't I tell you that you should quit last year? Does the idea of lung cancer appeal to you in some way... "

Rei dug his hands into his pockets,Β  sighing, whilst so being utterly uninterested in trying to get the nicotine back. There was no convincing Dorian when it came to those types of things,Β  he was always sort of paternal about his friends well being, it made Rei reconsider their friendship more times than he could count.

"Lung cancer? Have you met my father? "

Dorian still had that disappointed expression of his face, and at Rei's response he was quick to throw it someplace where the other wouldn't even try to look.

" There are way healthier habits than that you know... "

Rei shrugged his shoulders, why keep himself barred from life's pleasures? Their time here was measly in comparison to the Gods,Β  even if they could live longer than humans,Β  and stopped aging after a certain time. " Yeah,Β  whatever,Β  let's get some breakfast,Β  see some old friends,Β  you know... like you do every year?"

Dorian brightened up at Rei's suggestion though he was curious. "You alright there Rei? You usually shut yourself in your room during the mornings..."

Rei stared at him one last time as if to test him.Β  "Fine then I'll go burry myself between my sheets or whatever if you don't wann-"

"No!Β  Of course I want you to come!Β  It's just so...unexpected... from you of all people. Anyhow, let's go. "

There was a sudden feeling of regret that Rei felt, as Dorian clasped his arm around his longtime rival and friend, they walked much too fast for Rei's likes towards the courtyard,Β  which already had a few scattering of students about, conversing with one another about things Rei didn't care for. He looked around at a bulletin board close by, before being dragged off by Dorian once again to locations unknown.


    All students report to the Dining Hall at 9:30th for the introductory ceremony. This year we'll be having a special guest speaking at the ceremony,Β  so please attend and be timely about it. "


"A special guest?Β  Guess there was a good reason to wake up after all." Β 

Rei thought to himself.

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Character Portrait: Dorian Grigore Character Portrait: Dylan Ramirez

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4:59 am, Day One, Aeonis Academy - His Dormitory > Courtyard


Dylan stared at the digital alarm clock on the table at the side of the bed; 4:59 am. He had been awake for about half an hour. He had only slept about four hours, that was around what he would usually get but, he needed a bit extra having a pretty busy night before hand, having to travel to the academy and get his dormitory set up with Dorian. He started to sit up and he yawned, stretching his arms out in the air. He looked outside the window, which had some rain dripping down it, the sunrise was beautiful. Dylan looked around the room, Dorian's bed was empty. He collapsed backwards again and rolled across the bed, falling off it. Thud! He picked his head off the ground and rubbed his eyes with his right hand, "Ow." He brought himself off the ground and shook his head, he stopped and ran his fingers through his newly shaven hair, he didn't have to worry too much, his hair grows back very quickly. He looked at his clothing, looked like he didn't bother to change into his pajamas the night before. "Well, that's easy enough, isn't it?" He took the keys and his student ID from a drawer in his desk, where he did everything. He walked to the door and gripped the doorknob as a message played on the PA, he didn't bother to listen as he stepped outside and looked down each side of the seemingly endless hall, with almost no students roaming the halls, except for those few exceptions.

Dylan checked his watch as he walked out of the building and looked around, the sprinkle of rain was refreshing, it was around 5:30 by the time that he walked over to the bulletin board, like he would every morning. The same message that was on the PA was on the bulletin board, he decided to read, it must have been at least a little bit important if it was played on the PA speakers; "All students report to the Dining Hall at 9:30 am for the introductory ceremony. This year we'll be having a special guest speaking at the ceremony, so please attend and be timely about it." He shrugged, "Well, now I have something to do..." He started to walk off to the dining hall, despite the time. His creative mind would be able to find something to do. He pulled out his phone and decided to text Dorian on his way to the dining hall, before plugging in his headphones and playing some music.

To Dorian: Hey Dorian, going to the dining hall, meet you there and we can chit-chat and stuff, you know? :)

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Character Portrait: Dylan Ramirez Character Portrait: Daniel Keisuke

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9:11 am, Day One, Aeonis Academy - Dining Hall


Dylan walked down the path, slowly, with his phone in his hand, eyes glued to the screen, not watching where he was going. He was constantly bumping in to people, giving an awkward "sorry" and having to pick all his things back up again. He was unconsciously stopping every few minutes from how much concentration he was putting into the game on the screen, by the time he was at the dining hall, his watch read; 6:01 am. He was the only one their at the moment, he sat down, now, he had to find something -- or someone -- to entertain himself. Well, he had his phone.

After three hours, he was starting to get pretty bored, he couldn't beat the boss on his game, "Come on! For the gods' sake!" He crashed on to the chair behind him and pulled a disgusted face. A few more people were starting to come in, no one he actually recognized or enjoyed hanging out with, he turned off the game and took off his headphones, opening his messages and sending a text to one of his best friends, Danny.

To Dan The Man: Come down to the dining hall, we get a feast, plus I need some entertainment, you've got five minutes. :P

He clumped back in his chair and put his feet up on the table, waiting.

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Character Portrait: Mystique Velver Character Portrait: Dylan Ramirez Character Portrait: Tristan Viper Character Portrait: Hayden Cenix

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Sleeping in was Tristan’s fullest intentions for the morning but his gut told him otherwise and to get up and embrace the day before he missed all the activity that stirred. Where were these other demi-gods teenage hormones that prompted delayed on set of sleep so he didn’t feel like he was missing out? Tristan grumbled a little, newly coming to hate the part in him that urged him to get up and be a part of something when the rest were up and at β€˜em.

He threw on a grey shirt for the day and jeans peeking out the window to evaluate the day which looked standard from his perspective. The thought caused a slight purse on his lips, but fun could be conjured around the corner at any point of time. Before throwing on his boots, he paused taking a second look out the window and spotted Mystique by the tree line dawdling and smiled to himself. He continued the motion until both shoes were on and he paced outside to catch her.

β€œThere’s my favourite ginger girl,” he greeted with his arms open and spun on his heel to walk in step with her toward the academy again. β€œBeen yelling at more squirrels lately?” Tristan teased with a grin dominating his features. He could still recall their first encounter where he met her in woodland, scolding herself and burying her hands in the soil.


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Hayden's response to the day was similar to his roomie, Tristan's. They were similar in a lot of areas which is why he supposed they got along relatively well. Tristan, traditionally was ready for the day because other people were but Hayden and his bed were the best of friends at the moment. "Hey man, where are you going?" he wondered wiping his eyes with the back of his hand and glanced back at Tristan who left the room with a spring in his heel. Hayden waved him away carelessly and lay in bed for a little longer dozing for a few extra minutes before bringing himself to get up.
He went to the dining area, where most his days begun with some food in his stomach to appease his taste buds and general appetite pausing at the bulletin board, tracing a finger beneath the words. He nodded approving of the message.A special guest speaker was something new. He looked on and saw a few others present.
"Nice table manners, Dylan," he told him patting him on the shoulder as he walked on to find his own space where he replicated the act, kicking his legs up on the table as he waited.

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Character Portrait: Link Character Portrait: Tessa White Character Portrait: Dylan Ramirez Character Portrait: Daniel Keisuke

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Tess considered the girl's name. She had heard that name when she had gone into a video game store once. There was some tournament going on but she had ignored it because she had been busy picking up a bunch of broken video game systems so she could fix them and return them to the store so they could then be returned to the rightful owners who were super happy about their fixed gaming system that had cost them hardly anything.

Tess just shook her head slightly at the question, finding that it was probably rude what she had said, but it wasn't entirely her fault the two ran into each other, and she had lost parts as a result. She looked down, over at the crowd of kids heading to the dining area. Tess could tell the girl was headstrong, and wasn't the... friendliest person ever. She was talking a lot, Tess did too, but this girl was comfortable about it, or appeared to be at least. Tess knew she didn't appear comfortable because she was hardly standing still.

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Tess found that as the subject changed from inventions to languages, she was at a loss of words. She only knew three, so how was she supposed to know what this girl was saying in German? She wondered if the girl was saying something about her or was just asking a question or saying something simple. Tess imagined learning languages growing up and wished her mother had done it for her. Her mother wasn't actually as close as she was now back when Tess was growing up so it wasn't a large surprise.

Tess just shrugged her shoulders, shaking her head that she didn't understand. The laughing caused Tess to ease slightly, making her feel better about the conversation. Maybe this girl was a cool girl who Tess might talk to in the future. When Link pushed Tess, Tess fell back down again just as before, though this time, landing on the phone remains in her pocket. She winced slightly into the grass, not showing the face to Link before she smiled and rolled to yet again sit on her butt.

"I speak French and Latin too, so I just recognized it really. So, you're a child of Ares... You have the strength for it. Doesn't the name Link have to do with electronics?" Tess asked hoping to go back to topics she understood, and liked. She said it with a shyness that caused her to feel like it was very obvious that she was uncomfortable about the current subject, languages and people. She was more like her father than she thought, unknowingly though.
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'Come down to the dining hall, we get a feast, plus I need some entertainment, you've got five minutes. :P' the text from Dylan said. Danny looked at the test, observing the name the text was said to come from. Danny had put the name into the phone as Dilly the Brain since he knew he could go to Dylan with any question, and had thought he was really smart when they first met. Danny groaned, sliding down even further to be laying on the floor as he looked into his room for Altair. "Altaaaaaaiiiiir," Danny called, "The meeting and our friends are waiting!" Danny looked at his phone again, then texted back: I have my guitar, Altair is just taking foreeeever. Danny was still on the floor as he just let the hand holding the phone fall to the ground. He was basically taking up the entire hall now, and he didn't really care.

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Character Portrait: Altair D'Cruz Character Portrait: Dylan Ramirez Character Portrait: Daniel Keisuke Character Portrait: Hayden Cenix

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9:11 am, Day One, Aeonis Academy - Dining Hall


In a few minutes, Dylan had received a message back from Daniel, he quickly typed out a reply as Hayden, a fairly unfamiliar face to him, walked over and patted him on the shoulder saying a sarcastic comment about how he was sitting, "Thanks, I've been practicing... Ares child, that I don't know the name of," He replied sarcastically to start off then ended in a train of thought as he typed, trying to remember if he had ever encountered Hayden before.

To Dan The Man: Speaking of that guitar of yours, you still owe me a guitar lesson from the end of last year :P. Plus, tell Tair-Bear that I said hi. :)

After he sent the message, he popped his phone right back into his pocket and started tapping on his legs, making a beat before starting to beat-box, he bounced his leg up and down, he was getting really hungry, so much that the special guest had slipped his mind, "I want fooooodddd..."

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Character Portrait: Jensen Adler Character Portrait: Haylie Trevers Character Portrait: Juliette M. Kingsley Character Portrait: Amanda Cartwright Character Portrait: Dylan Ramirez Character Portrait: Daniel Keisuke Character Portrait: Hayden Cenix

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β€œAll those paper people living in their paper houses, burning the future to stay warm.”

Time : 6:50
Location : Her hiding spot in the forest
Outfit : [X]

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"This was... not what I thought would happen." The young Brit told herself as she looked up at the thick branch she was caught on because of her small backpack. She looked at her watch and saw that it was still really early; 6:50. Meaning she had easily been hanging around for a good twenty five minutes from her favorite tree away from the academy. It was just like her to go disappearing in the middle of the night and since she didn't even fly anywhere, she was wide awake. Best part about rarely leaving the city, no jetlag like the others. Jules huffed as she tried to squirm to find a way up or to the trunk where she could just leave her backpack and get later and since just falling to her death or broken leg wasn't an option she kept looking for a way out. She just let herself hang for a second as she thought of a plan. She chuckled to herself as she bit her lip. She slid on arm out from the strap of her backpack and reached for the branch of the tree, when she got a hold on it she let out the air she was holding in and sighed in relief. "Piece of cake, not worried at all." She convinced herself as she pulled herself up onto the tree and sat down to get the hook of her bag off the branch. The blonde took a second as she looked at the view from where she was, just letting her feet dangle as she took a deep breath.

The only reason she looked away was because her alarm on her watch began to go off. Looking at the time, she squinted her eyes as she silently cursed to herself as she slid her backpack back on and started to make her way down from her little hiding place from the rest of the world. This time, making sure she didn't go too fast that she would get caught; 7:30. How time flew by so fast, she has no idea. All she knows is that she should probably start her journey back to the school before breakfast was over. When she hit the ground she grabbed the tan beanie she had dropped on the ground when she got caught while also picking up her circle rimmed glasses and sliding them on. Looking at the time once more she scoffed and started to walk back towards the trail she found herself walking off.

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β€œAll those paper people living in their paper houses, burning the future to stay warm.”

Time : 8:00
Location : Aeonis Academy; her room
Outfit : [X]
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Jules walked into her room, not seeing her roommate as she went to the bathroom to try to freshen up a bit just so she could get the smell of the outdoors off of her. She pulled off her hat to reveal the curly mane that was her hair. She didn't even try fixing it because there was no use. For years she had tried straightening it, with an iron and chemically but, it never stayed. She tried keeping it controlled with a ponytail holder which only snapped with how thick her hair was. She brushed her teeth once more, sprayed her jasmine perfume before walking out and towards her closet where she decided it was for the best that she changed all together that way she didn't look like she had had a rough morning. She rummaged through her drawers and tossed articles of clothing on her bed. She didn't really pay close attention to looking how perfectly they went together like most did and once she knew she had a shirt, pants, and shoes picked out she quickly changed from her navy hoodie and black jogging pants and into her new outfit.

Before she knew it she was sliding her hat back on to help and tame her hair and was back out the door, not taking long to observe herself in the mirror. As she walked through the corridors, she was about to slide in her headphones but, before she did she caught a group of sophomore girls speaking about a 'special guest' the academy was having at 9:30. Juliette raised an eyebrow and she spoke to herself. "Special guest? Now I wanna know who it is." She huffed as she finally put in her headphones and started her 'Morning Adventure' playlist, one that was filled with songs to keep her awake and ready for the day. The girl somewhat skipped through the halls and outside as she looked through her phone and decided to text Daniel, Haylie, Jensen to see if any of them were already eating so she wouldn't have to sit alone out in the common area as she waited for one of her friends to come by.

To : Hails (Haylie) and Dannyboy

"Hey guys, are you in the cafeteria already? If so, let me know. I don't want to sit alone like some loner. :(
To : Jensen

"Hey loverboy, are you and Mandy in the cafeteria? I need some friends and I missed being the third wheel over the summer with the two of you.


She put her phone in her pocket as she continued on her way to get some food after such an interesting morning. For the most part she kept to herself with the except of smiling and saying 'hello' to a few people who had smiled and waved towards her. They never asked how her summer was seeing how she spent most, if not all of it on the island. And this year was no different, sure her father took her to California for a day and a half but, soon after she returned to her home, not that she minded. It had a lot of places to explore and it was much easier to do when you didn't have several students thinking that you were just a crazy, childish girl.

She found herself in the cafeteria, looking around for anyone that she could sit with and have a real conversation with. Sure, she saw Daniel's best friend, Haylie's ex, and Juliette's crush, Dylan Ramirez sitting with Hayden Cenix. Sure, she knew them by name but, that was it. Other then the fact that they were both really attractive, they were Danny's friends honestly not her's. So, instead of sitting and waiting around, she found herself at the buffet probably grabbing more food than most people thought she could eat. Still looking like a lost little girl as she looked around.

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Character Portrait: Haylie Trevers Character Portrait: Juliette M. Kingsley Character Portrait: Dylan Ramirez Character Portrait: Daniel Keisuke Character Portrait: Hayden Cenix

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9:14 am, Day One, Aeonis Academy - Dining Hall


Dylan looked up from his phone for a few seconds and Juliette walked in, he couldn't help but smile a bit, he quickly looked back at his phone and texted Danny and Haylie as he quickly said a sentence to Hayden, "Nevermind, I dunno your name, I have something that I need to do."

To Dan The Man and Hails: Gonna talk to Julie, if I can't make her fall in love with me or friendly acquaintances, at the least, jump in and try to help me. All new school year = all new life goals. xD

He got up from his chair and put his phone in to his pocket and walked over to where Juliette was standing at the buffet, "Uh... um... hi, Juliette," He waved, face-palming on the inside, 'You're the biggest idiot ever, Dylan.' That's all that was running through his mind, but it couldn't be that bad, right? "I'm Dylan.... son of Athena. You've probably never heard of me... I'm Danny's friend... You're his half-sister, right?..." He knew everything about her but he was trying to stay as chilled out and as calm as possible and act like he didn't know a lot about her, he wasn't sure if it was working.

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Character Portrait: Mystique Velver Character Portrait: Juliette M. Kingsley Character Portrait: Dylan Ramirez Character Portrait: Tristan Viper Character Portrait: Hayden Cenix

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Little did the awkward school girl Mystique know that she was fun for him to be around with the way she acted entirely. Tristan loved exposing these moments where she’d be free to say anything and do silly little things. She had a lot of potential to unlock yet and some of it lay in her restricting personality. She didn’t need to be so proper all the time and they were still young. She had to let go a little, be loose more often like now.

Tristan grinned having a quick response at the ready to all Mystique said but it would probably be best to let her recover herself and wait for her. β€œFirst off I do attend this school as well I think you should know. I don’t just stalk people in the woods area,” he said nudging her gently with his arm.
β€œOnly the one’s that deserved it,” he echoed amused. β€œYeah, I’m going to the hall. Some might call it the main area where food’s supplied and announcements take place.” He got to grin again. β€œRace you?” He offered, eyeing his challenger for a moment then he broke into a sprint for the hall.



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Hayden looked around the hall area after glancing to his phone for the time and blew out his lips returning the phone to his pocket. Waiting or testing his patience was not one of his talents and time was ticking more slowly than ever and the morning for him was as uneventful as ever. He could understand why Ares was more practical now. There was no sitting around and waiting or relying on others. It was a matter of taking actions into your own hands.

He watched Dylan get up and approach a girl that he never quite got acquainted with, much alike Dylan himself. Hayden had seen her around, heard her name called before. Juliette? Juliette like Romeo and Apollo. That’s how he made the connection sometimes anyway. He smiled and shook his head to himself averting his gaze to a wall. Even such a distance away things looked awkward which was what happened with awkward people and crushes mostly.

Hayden clamped his hands together on top of the table focusing ahead as he daydreamed to a bloody paradise. A bunch of figures, six to be precise all replicates of each other, the same in black uniforms pointing their swords forth and surrounding Hayden. They were light on their feet, subtly perhaps even credited: elegantly, closing in for the attack. Or maybe they wished for him to surrender but that would never happen. Hayden conjured a sword of his own feeling it more of a fair, justice filled battle and he began slashing, deflecting, parrying as metal clashed on metal and his footwork became flawless.
When two swords came at him the same time from opposite angles, one approaching his chest and one his back, he swooped down rolling out of the way and kicked out at the calf of a single attacker causing him to stumble forward and stab his ally. That was his favourite part that resulted in a smirk to form upon his lips.

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Character Portrait: Phoebe Lane Character Portrait: Isra Tennyson Character Portrait: Juliette M. Kingsley Character Portrait: Aiden W. Stuart Character Portrait: Arthos Thror Character Portrait: Dylan Ramirez Character Portrait: Hayden Cenix

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    A silent buzz at his side alerted Aiden of a new message just as another scheme had begun to form in his sleep-clouded mind. His eyes left his current target, a fidgety senior he had only met on occasion, only once he had fished out his phone and unlocked it with a well-practice swipe of his thumb. He was greeted by a response from Bee and her words momentarily chased away whatever plot he had started to weave and replaced them with a quick rundown of his class schedule while he tried to plan his day. He was a bit more awake than he had been when he had sent her the previous message and that could be seen in the improving grammar in the message he was typing back.

    To: Phoebe Lane
    lol i think how gullible mortals were made the job all the more easy. and i blame science ;) how about our next study session? let's meet a bit earlier so that we can actually get work done as well.

    He paused there, blinking at the screen, before hitting the send button and taking a sip out of his thermos. Something felt off and an inexplicable restlessness had settled into him. Call it a gut feeling, but he had the feeling that he would soon need to address his less than amiable feelings towards his godly parents and, frankly, that was the last thing he wanted to think about right now so he looked back up, scanning the large hall for any source of distraction.

    His eyes landed on the twelfth grader he had spotted earlier. Subject AHB-XI, his mind finally supplied, child of Athena and one he had not had much chance to observe yet. A quick glance back down at his phone indicated that he still had much time to spare and that was enough to spur him into action while the son of Athena was busy approaching another senior. It wasn't hard to guess what all the awkward shuffling betrayed. Poor lad picked a really bad time to make a move on his crush especially since Aiden was still dead set on proving 'Manda wrong. Or so Hecate's ever impetuous son would think.

    Seeing the short distance between his two targets, Aiden produced a wand out of his sleeve. It was shorter than most, but its size made it easier to conceal and explain without taking too much away from its energy channeling properties. True, it limited the amount of runes that could be carved into the wood, but for that was irrelevant for spells as simple as the ones Aiden was about to cast.

    With a slight twist of his wrist, Aiden tapped his thermos with his wand, making sure the piece of wood remained no higher than an inch or two above the dining table so that it would be less noticeable. "With negativity and impurity I condemn this water," he whispered under his breath while invoking the smell of rotten eggs and methane in his mind. Count on him to warp a cleansing spell into the complete opposite of what it had been meant to do. Then, Aiden slid the sealed container, liquid sloshing noisily within its confines, towards the upper right corner of an invisible pentagram he quickly traced with his wand before pointing in the direction of one Dylan Ramirez with the piece of wood. "Accept this tribute and wear it with pride. Like a second skin it will remain, detectable to all, but to oneself and until the next rainfall it will stay."

    At the last minute, however, Aiden changed his target on a whim, redirecting his wand and channeling his spell in the direction of the girl Dylan had been speaking to instead. Like many lesser spells, the one Aiden had cast did not disturb the air in its path nor did it leave any visible traces of it existence. Creatures more attuned to ambient energy would still be able to sense it, but not see it with the naked eye. Should his spell hit home, every pore of her epidermis would suddenly begin to emit a faint smell of rotten eggs. It wouldn't be enough to alert the whole dining hall, especially considering the little preparation he had dedicated to his makeshift ritual, but definitively noticeable to all within her close proximity. Except to herself of course.

    Just how strong was Dylan's crush and how would he react if the child of Apollo wasn't as perfect as he had imagined, Aiden was determined to find out and this would only be the first test out of many he had in store for him.

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Character Portrait: Mystique Velver Character Portrait: Isra Tennyson Character Portrait: Juliette M. Kingsley Character Portrait: Aiden W. Stuart Character Portrait: Dylan Ramirez Character Portrait: Tristan Viper Character Portrait: Terrance Alcaeus Character Portrait: Hayden Cenix

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Lurking in her talents wasn’t humour-never humour but it was good to laugh at herself and succeed in making Tristan amused too and she could simply not stop smiling. Up until he proposed to race. β€œWhat?” She questioned, her brows pulling together as she slowed her pace more looking to him.
His burst of sprint had answered itself. He really had proposed a race and meant it. She had only been equipped with chucks as shoes and they were nowhere near reliable to close the distance and manage the different textures of the grounds even as a demi-god blessed with enhanced speed. But Eris’ children were somewhere on the list as fast gods too and it was evident in Tristan’s running.

Without much thought she took on the form of a cheetah and broke into her own sprint after him. Mystique was ecstatic with herself as she was able to shapeshift with ease and take on the body of a cheetah but she was racing for the moment and happier to see herself gaining on his two legs that weren’t posing much of a match after all. The wild cat had to drop back in speed however as she approached the building where sharp turns and smooth floors lay but she had exceptional acceleration and speed on her which was used effectively as she gained the lead. Luckily, Tristan wasn’t the kind to sulk about cheating or so she presumed but she was happy in herself either way as she reached the dining hall first and took on the successful properties of a cheetah. The downside of the transformation quickly struck her though as she skidded down an aisle between tables and chairs, naturally trying to claw at the floor to reach a halt.

"Easy, darling. I'm aware we have a special guest speaker but it's not that much to be excited about." Came the English voice of an older man that bought Mystique to a stop by standing in her wild drift course. She slid into his legs before noting it was a teacher. A teacher, she gulped, allowing herself to transform back and reveal her identity.
β€œI'm so sorry, sir,” she said meekly unable to meet his eyes remaining on the floor. If she weren't doing bad enough in power control she certainly demonstrated it now.
The response that she did not get to see was nothing more than a small smile and Mr. Alcaeus wandering back off to his own spot in the dining hall.

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Character Portrait: Altair D'Cruz Character Portrait: Isra Tennyson Character Portrait: Juliette M. Kingsley Character Portrait: Aiden W. Stuart Character Portrait: Dylan Ramirez Character Portrait: Daniel Keisuke

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Dan looked up as Tair walked over him before standing himself and following his friend, if not a little slowly and dragging his feet to return the favor of slowing them down. Dan smiled as he saw Tair texting someone. "Oooo, does Tair have a girlfriend now?" Danny asked, teasing his friend as he continued to drag his feet before picking up the pace upon having the favor of yelling returned. "I'm going to hurry not because you told me to, but because I feel like it," Danny said in his most rebellious voice he has.

Dan looked down to see he owed lessons and wondered if he could somehow have Teddy steal the time so that he didn't have to give lessons and could instead spend the time with Isra. That would be nice. He would like that.

To Dylan:You see buddy, I have recently broken my voice and therefore cannot give instruction by speaking. You will only learn through telepathy, since you can't do that, I guess we can't have guitar lessons.

Danny sent the message with the most serious face he had on. He knew his friend would know he was joking and did it for the sake of making him smile. He continued walking next to Altair only to receive another text and just stop where he was without warning.

To JullieteI'm coming and don't worry, you're already a looser! You're my sister!

Danny had his half sister in his phone as "Romeo's GF" for whatever reason. Maybe it was because someone had once gone through all of his contacts to change their name to something related to their name to just mess with Danny. Dan had decided he either didn't care or liked it, but was too lazy to decide which and just went ahead and left it as it was. Dan then continued to walk, jogging slightly to catch up to Tair. Danny heard yet another text and groaned, stopping suddenly once again, then smiled at who it was and whooped, pumping his fist in the air in his excitement to talk to her. The best part? Nobody knew who he was so psyched over! Then his crush would be out and Isra would probably reject him, at least in his head that was how it went.

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Isra: I'll be there in two minutes.

Dan's contact had Isra in it as Amore Mio, My Love in Italian since few people in the states seemed to speak or be able to read Italian. Danny made the text short and sweet so he could take off running to get there as fast as possible. He ran by Altair, leaving him in the dust as he ran to reach the dining hall, ignoring the banging of the guitar on his back. He slowed to a jog as he approached so he wasn't so desperate in appearance.

Dan gave Dylan a slight wave as he took back up his running so he could reach the food line before someone else got there since he had spotted Isra at the end of the line. "I swear I will talk to you in a few minutes, thank you, I know I'm your biggest fan, I love you too, bye," Danny said as he gave a slide shuffle thing before resuming his running. He skidded to a stop behind Isra, his hands in his pocket, willing his body not to sweat and praying his dad was enough of a ladies man that he understood Dan's need to look good and not stink from exertion.

"There she is!" Danny stated as he held his arms up as if presenting Isra to an invisible audience. "So, have you gotten a new favorite song I must learn how to play so you have a fabulous acoustic version?" Danny asked as he grabbed a muffin and began peeling the wrapper off.

He wasn't sure what flavor it was, but as soon as he took a bite, he grabbed a napkin and spit it out. He dropped the gross half eaten bran muffin into the trash then hesitantly reached for one with something that might have been chocolate chips, he hoped they were chocolate chips. Dan was very pleased when it was and was able to swallow it.

"I'm telling you what, muffins are not just ugly cupcakes, they are just a different part of the cupcake family and prefer to not use makeup. So basically, muffins are beautiful as they are as they are like us, beautiful when natural. In other words, you look very muffinish today," Danny said in the stupidest pick up line he had ever used. He turned slightly away so he could bang his head on a table and lay down to die when he realized it wouldn't do any good and turned back to Isra. "So, what're you gonna do later? I did get my violin tuned if you want to come over and hear that one song from last year with a properly tuned violin," Danny asked, feeling like she would automatically say no since it was him. He would think every other girl would say yes, but the one that mattered? Why would she see anything in him? She was so much better...

Dan glanced back at Dylan and his other friends, scanning the dining area for anyone he might have missed. He saw people he knew and was friends with spaced out, then found the one guy he wasn't friends with, at all. His arch nemesis, which wasn't Danny being over dramatic, was currently doing something Danny didn't like. He debated interfering, then realized he'd have to eventually. Danny was fast, whispering under his breath so that it was only audible to him, "Ugly acts dealt to another shall return to you and become a bother."

It wasn't one of his best curses, and he could already feel lightheaded, the darkness he felt increasing on him causing him to feel as if he was suffocating for a moment before it passed and the curse was sent to encounter the jerk. Danny hoped that whatever Aiden had sent at Dylan was something really bad, not because he wanted Dylan to be in pain or whatever, but so Aiden was. It was a good jab, the first of many between the two Danny imagined. He gave a slight smirk before returning his full attention to Isra, having done the entire act when she was busy with the food options.

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Character Portrait: Jensen Adler Character Portrait: Juliette M. Kingsley Character Portrait: Amanda Cartwright Character Portrait: Dylan Ramirez Character Portrait: Levi Schultz

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Amanda chuckled with delight as Jensen accepted the invite to the party, she felt her phone buzz and it was a message from one of her other best friends whom she hadn't seen over the entire summer holidays and she smiled at the message before eagerly messaging Levi back.

{To: Levi x}
{Buongiorno, bello! Movie night is most certainly needed babes! xoxo}

ImageAmanda sent the text just before Jensen tried on the shirt, giving her enough time to admire his body, which indeed had been chiselled by the gods themselves, as was nearly everyone's in Aeonis, but the children of Zeus and Poseidon were definitely something to behold, there was always something to admire about the other gods and their children's figures, but her eyes always returned back up to look into Jensen's, something she didn't do too often.

"Oh you know me, Hercules, anything to get your clothes off." She replied with a smirk, as he leaned in for a kiss, and when he pulled back after ten seconds she kissed her teeth and she stood up so as he wasn't bending down as far and he whispered in her ear, sending a chill down her body as he lifted her up and kissed her much more deeply and passionately than she had expected. As she wrapped her arms around his neck, she felt his hands move down her body as he gently laid her on the bed and he crawled on top of her. As they lay kissing on the bed, Amanda's hands ran over his entire body, once his lips met her neck, she fought with her hands to stop them from scratching his back, he knew that was the one place he had to touch for her to give in to anything.

Amanda heard his phone and chuckled at his remark about how 'high in demand' he was, rolling her eyes she pushed herself up so she was sitting next to him, reading the messages, she let out a sigh at Juls calling herself a third wheel. [/b]"I have never made my baby J feel like a third wheel! If anything, I hate you when we're in public."[/b] She told him with a smirk, glancing over at the clock, she slapped his arms. "Her sense of timing is appropriate as fuck! I do not want to start this year off pissing off the headmaster, especially since there's some 'special guest'." Amanda said with accompanying air quotations. "Come on." She planted a kiss on his cheek and pushed herself up so as she was standing on the bed and leapt off it, the jumping resulting in some air time for the skirt of her dress.

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Amanda wasted no time in hurrying Jensen to the cafeteria, she spotted Juliette standing near the buffet with Dylan Ramirez, she grabbed Jensen's wrist with her right hand and slapped his bicep with her left. "Look over at the buffet!" She cooed. "Awkward love." She chuckled, before waving at the pair and giving Jensen a slight tug to bring him over to the pair.

"Hey Juls!" Amanda exclaimed as she wrapped her arms around her. "Hey Dills." She said over her shoulder to Dylan with a smile.

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Character Portrait: Jensen Adler Character Portrait: Mystique Velver Character Portrait: Isra Tennyson Character Portrait: Juliette M. Kingsley Character Portrait: Aiden W. Stuart Character Portrait: Amanda Cartwright Character Portrait: Dylan Ramirez Character Portrait: Tristan Viper Character Portrait: Daniel Keisuke Character Portrait: Hayden Cenix

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The first sign that something was off--and that should have set off the alarm bells in his head-- was the fact that well…there were no discernible physical reaction from his target. He brushed it off as excellent poker faces. The second would be the wide berth he was suddenly given and odd glances being shot his way. The third came in the form of numerous students scrunching their noses as soon as they set foot into the dining hall through the door within close proximity of where Aiden stood. And then his eyes landed on a certain son of Apollo. Well. Crap.

Something was surely up. If looks could kill-- looks that didn't belong to gorgon--, Daniel would have died a couple of times already. The people around Aiden were acting in a way that he had predicted those around the older Apollo girl would. Somehow, the effects he had expected from his spell had latched onto him instead of the intended target. How that had happened, he wasn't too sure. He just knew who had made it happen even if he had no proof.

Hecate's spawn had his attention was momentarily removed from Dylan in favor of glaring figurative daggers at the smirking meddler and identifying the problem at hand so much that he completely missed Amanda and her beau's arrival. It was unfortunate because her presence may have tempted him to step down, at least for now.

Good thing he had made sure it was just as easy to break the spell as it was to cast. A glance towards the large windows of the dining hall confirmed the gloomy presence of rain cloud. It looked as though the morning drizzle had merely been an aperitif for a storm to come.

A light nudge with his mind sent a glass pitcher crashing onto the hard floor. It broke upon impact, the crash echoing throughout the hall before subsiding until it was muffled by the sound of students chatting excitedly among one another. It didn't last long, but it was a good enough distraction for Aiden to point his wand at the cloudy sky through one of the large windows.

"Accio Nimbus," he said, smiling to himself when it dawned to him what he had just said. There was power in words and it was sometimes fortunate that not all had the power to make them reality. Some languages were more compatible with specific rituals or tools and Aiden needed all the power he had for this so he had switched to Latin. His knowledge of is was still limited compared to a lot of his half-siblings, but it was enough for what he needed.

A gust of wind brushed past the dining students, window panes and utensils clattered as a humid air front seeped into the room and ascended, invisible to the naked eye, towards the high ceiling. Just then, a cheetah came skidding into the dining hall, eliciting yelps of surprise from the new students, but Aiden ignored it and cast the next spell, "Veteresco." A dirty white puff of cloud would form. It floated harmlessly at first, but would soon gain in size until a drop of rain, then another and another descended upon the attendees. While it was no storm, it was a perplexing enough drizzle that fit the description of "rainfall," which promptly broke Aiden's first spell.

Just then, as he lowered his wand, it caught onto a nearby cup of juice that someone had carelessly left at his table, spilling its content all over the table and himself. "Aw, shit," he swore before massaging his temple when he felt the beginning of a migraine creep up on him. He let out a loud sneeze, feeling the cold settle in all of the sudden. Well, he was bound to get wet anyway sooner or later anyway.

That wasn't his most subtle display of power, but hopefully the staff had been too busy dealing with Cheetah-girl to see him wave his wand around. Just to be safe, Aiden discreetly rubbed his prints off the piece of wood with the hem of his coat and dropped the piece of wood. Then, he proceeded to give it a push with his telekinetic powers to roll it under an inconspicuous cabinet.

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