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Hayden Cenix

"I'm a bloody mess in so many ways."

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a character in “Aeonis Academy for Demigods”, as played by Sparky Salvatore

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Haven't you heard that it is far better to be feared than loved?







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FULL NAME::
Hayden Joseph Cenix
NICKNAME(S):
None
DATE OF BIRTH:
August 7th | Leo
AGE:
18

GODLY PARENT:
Ares
YEAR:
12th Grade

GENDER:
Male
SEXUALITY:
Heterosexual

ETHNICITY:
Italian

DIALOGUE OR THOUGHT COLOR:
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PERSONALITY:
Outgoing | Impulsive | Determined | Energetic | Loyal | Sarcastic

It's known that Ares offsprings have some aggressive tendencies but rather than be known as short tempered and hot headed he prefers to be known as "impulsive" whereby he's a much more action and practical kinda guy. Much to Hayden's dislike he is also more brawn over brain than anything but thankfully has some value and hold of discipline or tries his very hardest at least.

Put simply, Hayden is sick and bound to be a Daddy's boy without an ounce of acknowledgement or respect returned in his direction. Hayden seeks his approval or rather "acts out" in hopes of getting Ares attention and he deludes himself far too often proposing that Ares is watching him no matter what. But another part of him battles himself reminding Hayden he is more than blood and violence, that he can rise above the label of a "blood hound" or undesirable company with the added "screw dad" thrown in occasionally.

Hayden wishes to be selfless and charming and kind and only a weapon when he needs to be. But Hayden's instincts are set. Either way he can't win. If he's having too much laughs, he feels bad as if he are turning his back on nature. If he's being aggressive unnecessarily , he feels bad.
LIKES:
Dancing: So much energy is stored into the one being and he's got to let it out somehow and luckily he was discovered with the gift of rhythm and movement and likes it.
Brawls/Fighting: An inheritance from Ares and a guilty pleasure but coming out on top of a battle provides feelings words can't explain and effectively releases anger.
Bromance: It is so high in values for him. A brother that always sticks by your side no matter what and has the same value for loyalty.
Music: He doesn't dance to the sound of the ocean or trees. Something's got to provide him with a beat and help him express.
Liberty: Where he can let go and be free entirely and do what he wants without being torn or feeling bad are the moments of paradise.

DISLIKES:
Insects: The way they can crawl to the skin without much detection is wrong and the sensation when they're on the skin is weird.
Being Still: He's usually stored with energy and finds it difficult to be in the one place and be still for too long.
Ranged Attacks: It's one of his weaknesses that lead to wounds and bleeding, etc of unpleasantness.
Whining: A baby's tool which is a poor and mostly unsuccessful, irritating act.
Labels: Reducing people to labels and stereotypes...how simple minded.
FEARS:
☠Ares: Not to give him the credit or power but Hayden's expectations are deluded and high of his father despite Ares reputation.
☠Losing Powers: He feels they are a big part of his identity and without them he will be useless.
☠Rage: Sometimes it lurks within so strong, he fears it will come out and the rampage will begin and he'll lose humanity entirely.



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FAMILY:
Drago "Dragon" Cenix| GrandDad: Hayden has an abundant amount of respect for this man and is thrilled for him to still be alive and kicking. He's the true raiser behind Hayden.

Esterina Cenix | Mother: She raised him best she could and she did well all things considered. She maintained teaching him morals, behaviour and he respects her for keeping the troublesome youth he was around. The only thing he dislikes is when she speaks illy of his father and that he was perceived more as a guard dog used for his abilities than son at times.

Kevin Johnson| Step-father: Hayden's never had any luck with fatherly figures and this one is no different. And what's worse is Kevin tries really hard to seek Hayden's (the man of the house) approval. At least he knows his place.

Delilah Cenix | Half Sister: They're not particularly close and don't have much to share based on age and father difference but she's got a long way to evolve and develop and he'll protect her along the way.

RELATIONSHIP WITH GODLY PARENT:
A God of Bloodlust and Violence and War isn't going to make time for their offspring. But that's always been fine with Hayden as he felt he could carry pride to Ares' name and his own in the traditional fatherly fashion by getting into brawls and turning out victorious.

Despite not a single flicker of sign from Ares, Hayden holds unflinching loyalty and gratitude to him. After all it was Ares that gave him his abilities.

BIOGRAPHY:
(This is completely optional, although if you want to add a Biography please have it be at least 1 paragraph or so)

FAVORITE POWER:
Superior Strength, Endurance, Agility.

MISCELLANEOUS:
Anything else you want to add? Face Claim, Pets, Quirks?


So begins...

Hayden Cenix's Story

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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 ‘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.

“There’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. “Been 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: 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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“All those paper people living in their paper houses, burning the future to stay warm.”

Time : 6:50
Location : Her hiding spot in the forest
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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.



“All those paper people living in their paper houses, burning the future to stay warm.”

Time : 8:00
Location : Aeonis Academy; her room
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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. “First 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.
“Only the one’s that deserved it,” he echoed amused. “Yeah, 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. “Race 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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Après moi, le déluge.


    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.


Mood: Inquisitive | Status: Restless| Location: Dining Hall

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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. “What?” 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.
“I'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: Mystique Velver Character Portrait: Tristan Viper Character Portrait: Terrance Alcaeus Character Portrait: Hayden Cenix

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Hayden came out of his day dreaming far away land when a wild cat had burst through the dining hall at high speeds then when wishing to stop, skidding along the floor instead unable to quite master the brakes and hit a teacher. He couldn’t help but chuckle lightly and look away, running his fingers through his hair. Ah. Sometimes it was good to be at this school. Hayden glanced over once more and saw the teacher had returned to his post, then chose to approach Mystique and offer her a hand up. Being near the end of the table, she wasn’t that far from him anyway and he didn’t want to look like a complete dick. “Nice entrance,” he commented heaving her to her feet then eyeing her up and down. “Mystique, right?” he checked pursing his lips. He was confident in his guess but there were a lot of faces to keep track of and it got confusing. Especially when you weren’t particularly the social butterfly.



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When Tristan entered in a half-hearted jog puffing, he paused midway in the dining hall watching Mystique skid along into a teacher’s legs making him cringe a little. That one was probably his fault and he had almost braced himself to take the blame if things hadn’t gone so smoothly with Terry. He scanned the room for a moment, browsing who had caught sight of the scene.

He walked up to Mystique and Hayden once there was confirmed teacher clearance. “Hey! I think you won,” he directed at Mystique with a grin. Then smirked a little at gentleman Hayden but he didn’t want to bring it up just yet. It'd be like jinxing his caring side and it was often unwise to bring it to the forefront of Hayden's mind. Maybe some other time when his manners were on show. “You grabbed some food yet?” he asked instead.

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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.