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Grayson Foster

"It's not about who we are underneath but what we do that defines us."

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a character in “In Demigods We Trust”, as played by Unjustifiable

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This Is War ✧ Holiday âœĻ Dark Times ✧ Day Is Gone âœĻ Make It Rain
{"You never cross the ocean unless you have courage to loose sight of the shore."}




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| N A M E |
Grayson Wyatt Foster

| N I C K N A M E |
Gray âœĻ Most common âœĻ Likes

| A G E |
18 years old

| G E N D E R |
Male

| P A R E N T |
Poseidon

| B I R T H D A T E |
July 17th
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| E T H N I C I T Y |
American with Nordic and Irish roots

| S E X U A L I T Y |
Heterosexual




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{"The secret of change is to focus all of your energy, not of fighting the old, but on building the new."}
-Socrates




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| H E I G H T |
6'

| W E I G H T |
160lbs

| E Y E C O L O R |
Sky blue

| H A I R C O L O R |
Dark brown

| A P P E A R A N C E |
Standing tall at 6' with a well toned body. With a bright smile and warm eyes most consider Gray to be quite charming. His dark brown hair is cut short and styled by simply running his fingers through it. He prefers to be clean shaven but things happen and the occasional scruff appears. Usually you'll catch Gray wearing simple t-shirts, zip up hoodies, and plaids/button-downs.
X & X

| O D D I T I E S |
A simple trident tattoo on his left shoulder.





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{"The energy of the mind is the essence of the life."}
-Aristotle




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| P E R S O N A L I T Y |
âœĻ Dauntless ✧ Tenacious âœĻ Compassionate ✧ Wise âœĻ Witty ✧ Selfless âœĻ

To put it simply, Grayson was the perfect gentleman. On first impressions most see how caring and helpful Gray is. He's always been one to put others before him, even when some don't deserve to be. That was just who he was though. The reserved and calm one who often was the peace keeper among his friends because of his ability to think rationally and without judgement. He's matured beyond his years and is always there for a kind word and some advice.

Despite his quite, laid-back attitude, Grayson was not someone to give up easily and worked hard towards his goals and anything he set his mind to. He wasn't afraid to tackle something head on and with everything he had. Go hard or go home, right? With that Gray was good at getting to the bottom of situations and very perspective. Not much could get passed him. Aside from when someone was coming on to him. He himself could be flirty but reading others signs of flirtation with him was something he just didn't see.

It was easy to befriend Gray. With a positive attitude and boyish goofiness to him, most people enjoyed his company. And he of course enjoyed theirs. He was sociable and always quick to crack a joke. There are times when he enjoyed his solitude but that was mainly when he had a lot on his mind to sort out. All other times, Gray enjoys going out and living it up at a party and partaking in games and sports.




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{"Life is like the ocean. It can be calm or still, and rough or rigid, but in the end, it is always beautiful."}




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| P O W E R S |
âœĻAquakinesis - Can control all forms of liquid. More powerful ones are able to solidify liquids as well. They can also use the water to heal, and can breath underwater, and are strengthened when in water.
âœĻSeismic Generation - Is able to emit vibrations from his hands that are able to cause earthquakes. Can only create earthquakes on the low levels of the Richter scale though. This is tied to his emotional state.
âœĻAnimal Communication - Is able to communicate, and control equine, and aquatic species. But only them.


| S T R E N G T H S |
âœĻIntelligence - "I can out-think most opponents and formulate solid plans to defeat someone."
✧Combat - "I've been training since I was young, I excel in hand-to-hand combat and ironically trident and spear handling."
âœĻPerceptiveness - "Picking up on little things is something I do."
✧Aquakinesis - "My first power I came to really grasp, also one of my favorites."
âœĻPositive attitude - "I have a bright outlook of things and sometimes you just have to push through the darkness to get things done."


| W E A K N E S S E S |
âœĻSeismic Generation - "It's a lot harder than it looks. It's not simple to control and handle."
✧Kindness - "I'm not a pushover but sometimes I allow things that I shouldn't"
âœĻImpatient - "Is it too hard to ask to get things done on time?"
✧Obsessive - "Once I have something I want done, I don't stop until it's done."
âœĻSuspicious - "If I'm not clear on your intentions, I won't be able to trust you."




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{"Everybody is a genius. But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will spend its whole life thinking its stupid."}
-Einstein




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| H O B B I E S |
âœĻSwimming - "Shocker, I know."
✧Playing guitar - "When the ocean can't provide me comfort."
âœĻSparring - "Helps keep me sharp."

| H A B I T S |
✧Squinting - "It happens when I'm thinking... which is often."
âœĻDrumming my fingers - "It's usually because I'm impatient or bored. Can't help it."
✧Aquakenesis - "If there is water nearby, I'll bend with it."

| L I K E S |
âœĻTraining - "Some may not like it, but I find it invigorating."
✧Playing music - "Either listening to it or strumming my guitar."
âœĻDebating - "Does this make me dorky?"
✧Warm weather - "The warmer it is outside, the warmer the water is."
âœĻFood - "Any kind, at anytime. Let's eat."

| D I S L I K E S |
âœĻArrogance - "Even if you're good, don't play it off."
✧Stereotypes - "Don't judge a book by it's cover."
âœĻEarly mornings - "I'll most likely be cranky."
✧Being rushed - "Perfection takes time."
âœĻPools - "I need something bigger, like a lake or the ocean."

| G O A L S |
âœĻHave full control of his powers - "That would be helpful."
✧Help conserve ocean wildlife - "SAVE THE TURTLES! RECYCLE!"
âœĻVisit every great body of ocean - "That would be really awesome."

| F E A R S |
✧Hurting someone - "It's not easy having powers."
âœĻNeedles - "Nope, not today."
✧Losing his family - "They keep me grounded."




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{"You can't start the next chapter of your life if you keep re-reading the last one."}




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| B I R T H P L A C E |
Aberdeen, Washington

| H I S T O R Y |
Growing up Gray didn't have a hard life, but he didn't have it easy either. His mother, Celine, was a professor at a state university in Wasington that taught Marine Biology and Oceanography. So there was no wonder how Poseidon had gotten involved with his mother there. He admired her intelligence and dedication to the subject. Their romance was brief but real. In the end Grayson's mom had to focus on her research and Poseidon has to attended to his Godly duties and they went their separate ways, leaving Celine with a demi-god baby boy.

For as long as she could Celine raised Gray like a normal child. Not telling him of who his father was, or what he possessed. As a single mother, Celine did her best to raise Gray on one salary and a professors one at that. Not to mention that Celine had to also help care for her elderly mother. It wasn't easy but they managed to get by. Every once in a while a man Gray came to call "George" would help them out much to Celine's chagrin and stay for important events in Gray's life. However what they didn't lack was love and a hunger for knowledge. When Celine wasn't at school she was instilling Gray to stay on the path of education and manners. Gray's grandmother also helped raise him so he definitely knew how to be proper and kind.

He was a bit of a late bloomer and completely unaware of what he was until he was fifteen. Like his mother, he shared her love for the ocean and marine animals so when he was out with her at one of their research trips, Gray's mom fell through the ice. In a panic Gray tried everything he could to get his mother out of the water. While reaching his arms out to his mother he manged to bring forth the water surrounding his mother with her still in. Perplexed and scared he managed to bend the water over to the shore where he safely placed his mom. Once the shock of what he'd just done wore off and his mother had been treated, the truth had been split.

Not only was he the son of Poseidon, who was secretly "George" the man who occasionally helped them, but he possessed powers. Powers that both terrified and intrigued him. After finding out exactly what he could do, Gray would practice day-in and day-out on controlling his abilities. So preoccupied he was with trying to master his powers that he spent less time home and more time by a body of water.

One day he came home after spending the day by the local river to find out his grandmother had passes away. So distraught was Gray that he ran out of the house and produced an 4.0 earthquake, shaking the town and felt by some in the immediate area. It was at this point that Poseidon thought it was best for Grayson to attend the academy to hone his powers and learn exactly what he needed to know.

| F A M I L Y T I E S |
Celine Foster | Mother | Alive
Gray's mom was his best friend. No other woman worked as hard as her to provide for him and bring him up to be humble and compassionate. She was his motivator and he wanted to make her proud.

Estelle Foster | Grandmother | Deceased
Gray's sassy and beloved nana. She helped raise Gray and loved him dearly as he did her. She always worried about Gray and how he would handle himself when he was older.

Poseidon | Father | Alive
The man Gray had always known as George, the man who helped them when they needed it most. Gray appreciated all his efforts to help them out but kind of resented the fact that he came out only when he was fifteen as his father. But aside from that Gray admired his father and enjoyed the time they spent together.




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{"Short cuts make long delays."}
-J.R.R. Tolkein




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| F C |
Brant Daugherty

| C O L O R |
#2d862d


| P R O T R A Y E D B Y |
Unjustifiable

So begins...

Grayson Foster's Story

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Character Portrait: Jensen Adler Character Portrait: Isaac Herbert Character Portrait: Dominika Orlov Character Portrait: Reagan Davenport Character Portrait: Camilla Lewis Character Portrait: Talia Grigori Character Portrait: Cassidy Daly Character Portrait: Keo Kealoha Character Portrait: Kai Kealoha Character Portrait: Jessamine Belrosse Character Portrait: Cassandra Griffin Character Portrait: Amanda Cartwright Character Portrait: Tristen Aarins Character Portrait: Giselle Beauchamp Character Portrait: Dali Muller Character Portrait: Miles Greyson Character Portrait: Isabella Black Character Portrait: Jasmine Saule Character Portrait: Noah Harvey Character Portrait: Duke Loycen Character Portrait: Alejandra Rivera Character Portrait: Josette Lysandra Character Portrait: Grayson Foster

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Blood On My Name
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The tower stands as tall as any man made construct, it looms over the island of Aeaea, keeping a watchful eye over the island, and standing as a reminder of the Gods presence to the Demigods that take residence on it's shores, and within it's walls no mortal, human or otherwise, has stepped foot inside of it. At the top of the tower, in it's highest inner sanctum rests the Chamber of Council, a meeting place for the Gods to discuss the state of affairs, and other topics that they deem worthy of their time.

In the Chamber of Council, on the first day of the fall semester for the academy, and the day where most of it's students are returning from summer break, on this day Zeus has called forth a meeting. The inside of the chamber is a large, open clear sky with no sighs of a door, or any sighs that it is in fact a room. "I have gathered you all here today to discuss a disturbing vision Apollo has had. Apollo if you will." Zeus stated, his voice being thunderous, and commanding, as one would expect the king of the Gods to sound.

"Right, thank you for such a stellar introduction." Apollo smirked, but was responded by an annoyed groan by Zeus before he returned to the topic at hand. "Well lads, and lasses, I've recently had a vision that I feel like I should share with the group. You know, as the humans say sharing is caring." "Get to the point idiota!" Ares snarled at him, which was followed by a chuckle by Hermes. Zeus shoot a quick glare at both of them that caused them to shut right up. "Anyways, my vision is about the academy, and I believe that it will come to pass soon."

"I saw blood, a river of it. An invasion of Minotaurs, and iron birds. The sky shattering to pieces, and the tower here crumbling."
Apollo explained. "What bothers me the most is that it was.....hazy, unclear. It reminded me...." Before Apollo finished his sentence he looked over at Zeus, as if asking him permission to go forward. Zeus gave him a nod to proceed. "It reminds me of the fall of Olympus....it's....as jumbled, and foggy as it was. It was too late when I got my vision about Olympus, I fear it might be too late for Aeaea."

"Minotaurs? That's impossible! They were killed off, me and Artemis made sure of that." Ares stated as he pointed over to Artemis, who merely grunted in agreeance. "And as always Ares you entirely missed the point." Athena chimed in. "This is troublesome. This is obviously related. The question is how. How can these events be related if they are millennia apart?" Athena pondered as she rubbed her chin. "I have been saying it for decades, we need to shore up our defenses! Increase patrols, personal, better weaponry, and equipment!" Ares stated. "If it was up to you dear brother this entire island would become a military compound rather than a place of learning."

"And would that be a bad thing? What are we preparing them for if not to fight in our name?" Artemis chimed in. "War is not something that a civilized people work towards." Athena stated in her ever present cold manner. "Pfft, war is the law of nature. Survival of the fittest, the weak will be rooted out in it's embrace." Ares growled. Before another word could be said shadows suddenly appeared within the center of the room, forming into a doorway that Hades stepped out of.

"Well I hope I didn't miss anything too interesting." Hades said as he took off his red tinted sunglasses, and placed it in his overcoat's pocket. "Nice of you to finally join us brother." Poseidon said in an annoyed tone. "Well you know me little brother, always have to make an entrance." He smirked. "We were discussing a vision I had, about the destruction of the academy, and the island." Apollo stated, bringing him up to speed. "Oh, well that does sound like it may be a problem. Let me know how it turns out for you. I have my own dealings to take care of, the Underworld doesn't run itself you know."

"We must prepare ourselves. Ares, you are correct, we must shore up our defenses. You are also correct Athena, we can not turn this island into a military base, we must not tip off those that work against us that we know something." Zeus ordered as he finally spoke again after taking in everything. "Ares, Hephaestus you two will enhance our defenses, and prepare our security forces for anything that may happen. Artemis, Athena I want you two to help Apollo make sense of his visions. As for the rest of you it shall be business as usual. Keep a watchful eye out for anything that may be out of the ordinary. That is all, you are dismissed."

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✧ Sweet Dreams (Are Made Of These) âœĻ Clothing: Shirtless with Pajamas Bottoms ✧
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"Boom! There goes your head!" "No fair, you always know where the rocket launchers spawn! Cheater!" "I'm sorry you suck so bad." This type of talk went on between a young Jensen, and his little brother Nolan as they played a video game. "So where do you want to lose at next? Beaver Creek?" Jensen then looked over at his brother. Nolan was leaning against the wall in the far back, with a large chunk of his shirt burnt off, and a large burn on his chest. Jensen, on instinct, rushed to his brother's side, who was shaking, and gasping for air.

"Nolan!" Jensen shouted as he got over to his brother. He lightly slapped Nolan on his face, and tried shaking him to wake him up. Then Nolan just completely turned into ash. Jensen stood there in shock as the remains of his brother slipped through his fingers. The surroundings then changed around Jensen, now being in a cemetery, and standing over a grave marked with Nolan's name. Jensen looked down, and at the other graves lined up in the row. The names were familiar. Amanda Cartwright, Isaac Herbert, Grayson Foster, Keo Kealoha, Kai Kealoha, and the list goes on. All people he goes to school with.

Jensen stared at the names, especially Amanda's as he began hyperventilating. Panic then began to set in as he stepped away from the graves. Jensen bumped into something, stopping him from moving backwards. He turned around to see it was Zeus towering over him. "It's only a matter of time Jensen. It's only a matter of time before you destroy everything." Zeus said as he pushed Jensen forward. "Like....You....Always....Do." Zeus said as he poked Jensen in the chest with each word. Jensen then fell back into a open grave, seemingly falling for miles.

Jensen's eyes shot open as he awoke in his bed. He ran his hand down his face, and looked over beside him to see Amanda still asleep. Jensen looked over at his clock on his nightstand, it was nearly seven o'clock now. Jensen sat up as slowly as he could, and got out of bed, trying not to wake Amanda up. He knelled down, and pulled out a suitcase underneath his bed, and opened it up, taking out a couple boxes from it. Presents he got for Amanda during his summer break. Though they were all but boyfriend and girlfriend, just not officially. Jensen likes his privacy, and so they're on the down low, though he's pretty sure most, if not all of the students at the know they are seeing each other.

Jensen looked over at Amanda, and let out a sigh. 'What am I doing?' He wondered to himself as he watched her. Jensen laid down next to Amanda, and wrapped his arm around her, and began kissing her below her ear, and down her neck. "Hey, time to get up." He said, trying to give her as pleasant a wake up call as possible. He placed his hand on her chin, and gently pushed her to face him, and then he passionately kissed her on the lips.

"Oh! I didn't have the time to tell you this last night, but I got you a little something over the break. Well a couple of little things." He said as he placed the boxes he took from his suitcase, and placed them on the bed. He opened them up, one contained a first edition Outlander novel, another had four multi color seashells, and then a smaller box that contained seashell necklace. "Didn't know if you had the book or not, I know you like those romance novels so I got it for you. And I know how much you like shells, so....uh there you go. Hope you like them, not much of a gift giver."

Jensen's phone then made a noise, signaling that he got a text message. Jensen leaned over, and grabbed his phone to read the message.

{From: Thomas Elliot}
{Club meeting at the usual spot. Now.}


Jensen sighed as he closed out of his messages.

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âœĻ Madness In Me ✧ Clothing: Long Sleeved Shirt, Torn Jeans âœĻ
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Isaac's head bobbed up and down as he listened to his music blasting loudly as he worked on a circuit board. He worked on the circuit board with a pair of goggles pushed down on his face to protect his eyes from sparks that would fly off from the circuit. He was in his secret lab where he works on his more sensitive projects. Behind him stood several tall figures each covered with a sheet.

Isaac then heard his phone going off, signaling that he got a text. He sighed as he laid his tools down, and calmly lifted his goggles up to rest on his forehead. Isaac flicked his wrist to bring up his text messages. Though to anyone seeing him, if there was anyone around to see him he'd just look like he was spazing out.

{From: Thomas Elliot}
{Time for a club meeting. Coming to you. The Thunderer will be along shortly.}


Isaac rolled his rolled. The Thunderer, Jensen. Ugh. How he ever got stuck with working with that idiot was beyond him. Though he did have his uses. He was useful as a power source when he needed a lot of energy, and he couldn't very well plug into any old outlet. And Jensen was also rather strong, almost abnormally strong for a Demigod of Zeus. But still, being the only person that he could really work with was rather bothersome.

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Character Portrait: Dominika Orlov Character Portrait: Giselle Beauchamp Character Portrait: Grayson Foster

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She had been running late again, but that was nothing new. Looking at her empty dorm room, she wondered why he even bothered hurrying anyway. She was alone and looking at the sparse, bland walls she started to feel sad. Not that she has been in a better place before hand considering her mother had flown off to Australia for some new shoot. She rolled her eyes then thinking about her mother and her over zealous ways of trying to get back on top.But what did she care, she was doing her own thing and now she was at the academy.

Crossing her arms over her chest she looked back to the wall, her mouth in a slight put. This simply won't do. And in a flash she started decorating her side of the room. Lights were hung around the tops of the walls, posters and framed photographs she had taken from all over started to come together on her wall. In a matter of seconds the wall looked fantastic and Giselle took a step back to admire her work. "Much better," she smiled to herself.

Now that the important work had been finished she was ready to go exploring. Forcing herself not to bolt from her room, she inhaled and exhaled deeply and calmly left her room. Her nerves and excitement were hard to contain but she managed to look like she was unbothered but friendly enough to approach her. She wasn't sure what she'd find or even who she'd find but she ventured out further into the campus taking it all in and noting exactly where everything was.






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"Gray don't forget this!" His mother was running after him before he boarded his flight. She was taking out his childhood teddy bear from her purse and holding it out in front of her. "Mom, that really isn't necessa-" he was cut off by the pleading look on his mother's face, "Alright, I'll take Boo with me." He took the bear from his mom and looked down at his tattered ear his grandmother had sown on so many times back then. A small smile spread across his face as he looked back at his mom before he took her in his arms and hugged her one last final time. "Take care of yourself alright?" "You know I will, you better call me everyday!" Cringing he turned around and shouted over his shoulder that he would before getting on his flight.

The flight was shorter than he expected and he was at the academy in no time. Stepping out of the cab he placed his sunglasses over his eyes and made his way down central campus with his luggage rolling behind him. There weren't many people milling about and he wondered if he had arrived early. But he had specifically remembered that his father told him today was the move in day. Then again his father was a bit all over the place that day when telling him this, as if something important was on his mind but he hadn't chosen to share with his son yet.

Gray found his building quickly and was about to head to his room before he found a familiar face. "Nika?" Leaving his luggage where it was he headed over to the daughter of Zeus and past girlfriend. He was glad the two had kept in touch and were still friends despite not being together anymore. She'd always been dear to him and would remain so no matter what went on between them and in their separate personal lives. "It's good to see you again," he was about to go in and hug her but stopped just in time before he made a fool of himself. "How have you been?"

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Character Portrait: Dominika Orlov Character Portrait: Grayson Foster

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While walking down the hall Dominika had been in her own state. She could hear a few people arriving already and could hear the wheels of a suitcase coming down the hall. You could also hear the young teens shouting and yelling everywhere, which was a reason why Dominika didn't want to come out of her room, but she needed the fresh air, and thus where she was starting to head towards. Nika could already tell from the windows in her apartment that it was a bit sunny out so she was getting her sunglasses out and putting them on.

That was when she heard a familiar voice and her head looked up and saw Gray. Gray was the son of Poseidon and also her ex-boyfriend. They had dated for awhile last year, but it didn't last through out and into their summer break. They didn't break up due to anything like cheating, if they had, well Nika wouldn't be talking to him at all. Even though broken up they were still friends and they could talk, but things were far more complicated than that. Nika had to break it off because she couldn't bring herself to telling him part of her past and to her that was a key thing she wanted to be able to share, but no matter how hard she tried she couldn't. Dominika had to end it, because she didn't want to lie to him. Nika is a very closed off person, and she couldn't be in a relationship and not share something so deep and personal to her. It wasn't fair to Gray.

Even now she wished she could have just been able to share part of her life with him, that she so badly wanted to, but the words would never come out. It sucked. Even now she wondered if she could just tell him, but it was almost as if her tongue was cut out and she couldn't speak. She exhaled softly and looked at him still.

The words she wanted to say didn't come out. Instead just a greeting did, "Hey." She said softly and looked down. Thankfully the sunglasses were on her face at this point, so he couldn't see the shift in her eyes. "I've been well, visited my baby sister over the break. She's just learning to walk." Nika said with a smile on her face. She was proud of her baby sister for just starting to walk, but later on down the road if she ever hears anything about the monster touching her, Nika will not think twice and she'll murder Pavel. He's cruel and malevolent. Tears threatened to spill over, but Nika denied them from surfacing.


"I uh, have to go, we'll catch up later." Nika said in haste and with that she ran down the hall and kept running until she found a quiet secluded place to be and she sat down there hugging her knees to her chest. This was a good spot if you just wanted to be alone, most people didn't walk this way unless they were bored or new.

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Character Portrait: Jensen Adler Character Portrait: Jessamine Belrosse Character Portrait: Amanda Cartwright Character Portrait: Giselle Beauchamp Character Portrait: Miles Greyson Character Portrait: Grayson Foster

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At this rate she was going to get stir crazy. Perhaps she'd go sign up for a few clubs or sports. That's what she needed. Something to keep her active and her mind busy. There was a nice little set up in one of the lounges with a bunch of boards artfully decorated to catch the eye and attract people to see what it was all about. A couple caught her attention and she began chatting it up with some of the promoters. The book club was something she would've been interested in without them trying to bribe her with cookies but she gratefully took them anyway.

She couldn't stay away from the sports section of the lounge. After all how could you with a bunch of jocks standing around hollering for people to come over and get their signature for tryouts. "Hey are you wouldn't happen to be a Herme's kid would ya?" "Matter of fact I am." "Perfect. You're a shoe in for anything. I recommend track and soccer though. No tryouts needed." At that Giselle raised her brows, "well how could I refuse." And with that she was signing her name next to the little x.

Feeling quite fulfilled and content, Giselle went back to her room to change clothes for a quick stroll. Of course her stroll turned into a speed walk and then a full on sprint. Soon she was passing others who were on the track with ease. Naturally it wasn't that difficult being the daughter of Hermes. The speed came with the annoying father, but it was a price she was willing to pay. As childish as he was, she tolerated him. There was more than one occasion when she just wanted to trip him when he mid-run but she controlled herself. That was something she prided herself on immensely.

She started to pace herself and decided she had enough fresh air and wanted to get back to her room to freshen up. When she reached her room she looked to her roommates side to notice it was still empty. With a sigh she gathered her necessities and headed into her on suite bathroom to shower. When she was done and finished with that she hopped on her bed and pulled out an ancient Greek text. It was the fourth time she was reading this particular one again, but she just felt like the other three times wasn't enough or her to learn everything she could from it.

But soon not even her books could keep her attention. The sound of voices beckoned her and her curiosity was winning out. Stepping out of her room and heading down the hall she found a small training room. Immediately the two voices she'd over heard clicked in her mind, without having to look at their faces she knew exactly who was in the room. "Miles!" It had been a while since she had last seen her half brother. He was the good one, he always did what was right. Her attention was then turned to her half sister, "...Jessamine," she said less exuberantly. Her sister always held an air of hostility over her. It wasn't exactly Giselle's fault that the two didn't always see eye to eye and that the whole Olympics thing was still an issue.






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It seemed like the two had just started talking when Nika excused herself and all but ran away from him. So there Gray stood wondering what the hell just happened. He knew he didn't say anything wrong, maybe she just had something else to do? Or someone new to see? That made Gray a bit disgruntled and he grabbed his bag and went to find his room. Didn't take him long to get there and when he did he heard two voices coming from within. He recognized one of them as being Jensen's, his roommate for the better part of his time at the academy, but the other voice he wasn't so sure of.

For a moment he stood outside the door contemplating on going in or not. If Jensen had a girl in there, Gray didn't want to just come barging in and ruin whatever conversation the two were having. When Nika use to come visit him in their room Jensen was kind enough to leave, even though Gray didn't mind, and he just wanted to return the favor. Looking down at his luggage though brought a straight lip to his face. I just want to drop this off, I won't be in there for more than a few seconds... And with the he knocked on the door to alert the pair that he was coming in.

As he opened the door he averted his eyes to the floor. "Hey Jens! Hey Jens friend." Gray hurriedly put his luggage on his bed and grabbed his old baseball cap from one of his bags. "Don't mind me, just dropping my bags off...." Yeah he wasn't helping the situation at all. "Alright well catch you guys later." Slipping out of the room he heaved a sigh and proceeded down the hall. "Smooth Gray, real smooth."

Walking down the familiar corridors and the doors, Gray placed his hat on his head and headed towards his favorite place, the pool. It was Olympic sized and although it wasn't the ocean or a steady river, it was enough for him. He sat on one of the diving boards and looked into the chlorine depths.

Although he had no intentions of jumping in, he did want to practice his powers a bit. It was just a habit of his. He wanted to gain more control and get better. Quite skilled using the water to heal and in controlling the water when it was in liquid form, he struggled a bit with it's solid form. You'd think with all the time he spends practicing he'd have covered it by now, but something just wasn't connecting with him and it'd take him a few times to turn the water to ice.

Using his hands he brought up a small stream of water and whirled it around him. When he whipped it at the ground intending it to turn to ice and crash down in shards, the water simply just hit the ground and splashed upwards at him causing him to get wet and have his shirt stick to his rigid abdomen. All he could do was glare at the puddle that had formed on the ground. I'll get you one day...

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Jensen smiled at Amanda, glad that she liked her gifts. Of course he figured that she'd love them. He knew her pretty well after all. "Glad you like your gifts, they reminded me of you." He said with a charming grin. He looked at the presents that she got him, and smiled. "Oh so the shirt's for you? A few sizes too big don't you think? Well, I like it, so you're just gonna have to go topless I guess. Not that anybody would complain Beautiful." He teased as he put on the shirt she got him.

"Sure, I'm but your humble servant milady." He smirked as she turned around for him to put her necklace on. Once he put the necklace on her he gently kissed the back of her neck. "Have I mentioned lately how sexy you are?" He asked with a sly grin. Jensen's phone then rung with another text message. Jensen sighed, and rolled his eyes as he leaned over to check it.
{From: Thomas Elliot}
{Get to the clubhouse NOW}


"I gotta run babe." He sighed as he gave her a quick peak on the cheek. Jensen then proceeded to change out his pajama bottoms for a pair of blue jeans. Then opened the door to his bedroom to enter the apartment-like dorm that he shared with Grayson Foster. And as soon as he opened the door Gray happened to show up to drop a few things off in his room, and grab something. Jensen tried to play it cool, but he was slightly embarrassed to be caught with Amanda like that. He likes his privacy. It's something that he likes about Gray, he isn't that nosy, which works perfectly well for him.

"Um....bye?" He said as Gray left as abruptly as he came in. He turned to Amanda with a confused look. "Alright, I gotta go. Got stuff to do, talk to you later." He then gave Amanda a kiss goodbye, and was out the door. As he left a serious face came upon his face as he pulled out his phone to reply to his texts.
{To: Thomas Elliot}
{On my way. Got a little tied up. Nothing to worry about.}


Jensen quickly made his way to the meeting point, a area on the island that most don't know about. Jensen approached a stone wall, and placed his hand on a slightly out of place rock on the wall. A bright blue line swept across his palm that was soon followed by a chunk of rock coming down from the wall to reveal a hallway. As Jensen entered the hallway the doorway behind him closed up.

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Isaac sat there at his work station, tapping on the table. "Honey I'm home!" Jensen announced as he entered the room. "I can't contain my enthusiasm." Isaac sarcastically replied. "Where's the Bossman at? From his texts I would have thought this was a matter of life and death." Jensen asked as he looked at the large figures with the sheets covering them.

"Don't touch those dumbass! You'd just break 'em!" Isaac snapped at him. "Well if I could break them then they wouldn't be worth anything now would they?" Jensen smirked back. Isaac rolled his eyes in response. "So what took you so long? Was you with that whore you call a girlfriend?" Jensen clinched his fists, and yanked Isaac out of his chair, holding him up in the air by the collar of his shirt. "You call her that again, and I'll kill you!" He growled at him.

"That's quite enough Dickheads!" A loud, commanding, and Australian voice yelled at them. It came from Andrew Jones, the head of security, and powers/combat trainer at the school. "Lucky he showed up." Jensen stated as he dropped Isaac on the ground. "Alright Boss, what's all the hubbub?" Jensen asked as he folded his arms, and leaned against the wall.

"We need to touch base with one another. Isaac, how are things coming along here?" Andrew asked. "Well it's coming along. I worked through the summer, but I've only managed to get twelve, going on thirteen fully operational." Isaac stated as he gestured at the giant figures with the sheets covering them. "That's it?!" Jensen asked in a mocking tone. "I'm sorry, but building twelve badass machines that are capable of subduing ten different flavors of demigods is rather difficult!"

"Enough! These machines are capable of subduing the demigods correct?" Andrew asked, bringing them back on topic. "Yes, I hope you appreciate the genius in them as well. It was difficult to make a metal shell that is both strong enough to go against a Ares demigod, AND being resistant to the lightning attacks of a Zeus. And let us not forget the fact that I had to prevent them from being controlled by my siblings. It was ingenious of me-" "Carefully Bossman, might get ego jizz all over you." Jensen interrupted him. Isaac merely glared at him in response.

"Jensen, how was your summer vacation? Are the other cells prepared?" Andrew asked, once again bringing them back on topic. "Athens, Rome, and Thessaloniki are geared up. About twenty strong, and able demigods in each, but more are coming in. I gave the schematics that you wanted me to give them. They're getting more equipment in. Helicopters, boats, just about everything. They're be ready when we make our move. Of course all that won't matter if the damn shield is still up." Jensen answered.

"Don't worry about that. The shield shall be down by the end of the month. Just be sure to be prepared for when it comes." Andrew stated. "Right, but the demigods here....they aren't gonna be hurt right?" Jensen hesitantly asked. "Going soft Thunderer?" Isaac smirked. Andrew glared at Isaac. "Fine, no. Our 'peers' shouldn't be harmed, I built my machines to subdue them, not kill them. They should be able to disable most of them before our forces come in." Isaac stated.

Andrew then pulled down the sheet off of one of the machines, revealing a large, nearly ten foot tall mechanical Minotaur. "You better go boys. It's a school day after all, wouldn't want to be missed."