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Nathaniel Irving

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a character in “Icarus Academy”, as played by Funny Valentine

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AGEXXXEighteenXXXX
GODLY PARENTXXXPoseidonXXXX
ORIGINXXXBeverly Hills, CAXXXX
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xxxxx NICKNAMESXXXNate, Nathan, Danny
xxxxx GENDERXXXMale
xxxxx SEXUALITYXXXBisexual
xxxxx ETHNICITYXXX1/2 Caucasian; 1/2 Italian







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So begins...

Nathaniel Irving's Story

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Nathaniel Irving Character Portrait: Astrid Bergström Character Portrait: Abel Graham Character Portrait: Gwendolyn Fairchild Character Portrait: Jem Ellis Character Portrait: Ophelia Le Clair
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astrid bergström
daughter of thor • outfit • #CDAD00

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abel graham
son of Thoth • outfit • #99C1C0

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Astrid glanced up from where she sat tortiously poking at her food as if to make it appear that she had actually ate something on her plate. For the first time in a few months the Mess Hall seemed happy - normal. There were smiles upon the faces of the other students and it seemed as if they too were cherishing their last moments at the Academy. How morbid. It had been a few days since Headmistress Galarius announced that one of their sister academies in the states had been attacked, it was the sixth one this month. One by one safe havens for demigods were slowly being picked from the Earth like ripe fruit from a tree. It was only a matter of time before Icarus joined the list. If the academies and camps being attacked were not worse enough, the line to the Gods had seemingly been shut off. Astrid hadn’t heard from her father since early March, and she’d be lying if she told herself it had not been slowly eating away at her. Just in the past few years her relationship with Thor had slowly begun to grow, and their chats soon became something of a weekly ordeal to Astrid’s enjoyment. She was grateful for her father’s interest as some Gods weren’t so interested in the lives of their children. It was then when Astrid approached Headmistress demanding they do something - it was a very Astrid thing to do. At that point, doing anything other than be sitting ducks would be beneficial in her mind. Of course it took some convincing, Galarius wasn’t just going to send her students to certain death. Thankfully, Astrid was able to ask around and recruit some of her fellow senior classmates with the help of Headmistress - a few choice ones she would’ve left out if it was her choice but Galarius insisted. And so here they were. There last night at Icarus for possibly, forever. Headmistress had taken the chosen few aside, she had arranged for a pilot to take them to Trondheim, Norway in the morning. In which the gateway to Asgard resided. She believed it best if they tried seeking out the Norse realm first as they seemed the most attached to their children. Not to mention it was the closest gate to the world of the Gods from the academy. The idea of a “rescue mission” seemed to give hope to the students left at the Academy and the group had been treated like heroes for the past week after Headmistress announced their mission at the weekly assembly. More than anything Astrid felt as if she was being pampered for her forthcoming death. So forgive her for not exactly being thrilled at their “going away” dinner. “You alright?” She glanced up to the soft voice from across the table. Abel. Perhaps the smartest boy she knew. Astrid suddenly felt a small wave of relief as she realized he was going with, they were going to need that brain of his. “Yeah, just not a big fan of… pork She said with an awkward smile in an attempt to not spill the nervous thoughts that racked her brain. A small wave of confusion wiped over Abel’s face before a small smile settled on it. As if he sensed that she didn’t really want to talk about it. Then again, who knows maybe he was just as terrified as she was.

Abel was. Terrified to say the absolute least. When Galarius approached him with the task he turned her down flat. There were better places for him to be than saving the world, the library for one. He was sure not meant to be on an elite force of demigods that was for sure. Abel couldn’t hold a sword like he could hold a pen and parchment. However, it was something that Galarius said that stuck with him for the next few days. Eating away at his conscious. “Graham, there's nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be”. Damnit. He wasn’t a warrior, he was a scholar. But. What if they had hieroglyphs they couldn’t read? A monster they didn’t know how to kill? Some live-saving mathematical equation? Which they probably wouldn’t but still. He could solve it. So here he was, sitting at the table surrounded by warriors, a qualified team that he definitely didn’t belong to. Thankfully, Headmistress took the stand and distracted him from his thoughts as he focused in as the noise in the mess hall died down. “Students, as you know tonight we say goodbye and goodluck to our best students and our bravest heroes. May you be victorious in your journey and find that you cannot complete these tasks alone, that you will need to share each others strengths to succeed. Καλὴ τύχη!” The students raised their glass repeating back the greek phrase for good luck, Καλὴ τύχη. It was then that the windows in the mess hall simultaneously exploded and all hell broke loose.