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Miles Greyson

"... This place is the closest thing I've ever had to a home."

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

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I'd Love to Change the World ✧ Rock of Ages ✦ Reptilia ✧ Dr. Feelgood ✦ Voodoo ✧ Closer
{"My past does not define me, only my actions speak truth to who I am."}




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| N A M E |
Miles Jacob Greyson

| N I C K N A M E |
M.J., Miles, Jake, Grey

| A G E |
18

| G E N D E R |
Male

| P A R E N T |
Hermes

| B I R T H D A T E |
April 3rd β™ˆ

| E T H N I C I T Y |
English

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




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{"I've never been cool and I don't really care about being cool. It's just an awful lot of time and hair gel wasted."}
-Chris Martin




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| H E I G H T |
6' 2"

| W E I G H T |
175 lbs

| E Y E C O L O R |
Blue

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

| A P P E A R A N C E |
Miles is a walking example of tall dark and handsome. He doesn't really think or see himself as attractive as he is which makes him rather humble unlike many people who are hot and know it. His appearance tends to fluctuate every so often. Currently he has shoulder length wavy brown hair that he usually wears back in a man bun. He tends to dress more casually wearing hoodies, T-shirts, jeans and sneakers, but has been known on occasion to rock a suit for no real reason. He also wears his glasses every so often instead of contacts.

| O D D I T I E S |
Miles has a British accent and even speaks with some British slang. Miles also has a tattoo of wings across his shoulder blades and along his biceps down to his elbows.




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{"I love to have fun and goof around and be silly, so anybody who can also do that is good for me."}
-Taylor Lautner




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| P E R S O N A L I T Y |
✦ Friendly ✧ Goofy ✦ Protective ✧ Introverted ✦ Lighthearted ✧

Miles is not your typical Hermes kid. Although it is natural for lots of Hermes children to be natural tricksters, Miles is not like that. Maybe it's partially because he doesn't want to be anything like his father. But Miles doesn't come off as annoying as Hermes does. The only thing he really does is teases anyone he likes just because he is silly and it's all in good fun. He has a tendency to pull small harmless pranks on anyone he may have a crush on, like steal their pen when they aren't looking or something playful like that. it's simply his form of flirting.

Miles has a very lighthearted and laid back personality. He's of the opinion that life is too short to take it so seriously. His favorite thing is to make someone smile or laugh, especially those he likes most. Miles is very goofy, often dancing around randomly or making silly faces just to hear someone laugh. He is also very caring. His friends and family are the most important things to him and they come before anything else in his life. Miles is also very protective over them, acting like a big brother to anyone that is close to him.

Although Miles may come off very outgoing or extroverted, he is actually quite the opposite. He has a tendency to come off a little shy, but tries to hide it from most people. Even though he is shy, Miles is always friendly to anyone who is nice to him. He is also a man of few words and no the most talkative person. But that doesn't mean he doesn't like who he's talking to. He just prefers to make his point clear and straight forward without beating around the bush.




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{"Strength does not come from winning. Your struggles develop your strengths. When you go through hardships and decide not to surrender, that is strength."}
-Arnold Schwarzenegger




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| P O W E R S |
✦Super Speed - The fastest of all the Demigods. Able to reach supersonic speeds with ease.
✧Olympic Level Athletes - Naturally inclined towards sports, and are able to perform with little to no training.
✦Thieving - Inclined towards thieving.

| S T R E N G T H S |
✦Strength - "Even though we're natural athletes I still work out and push myself farther than my natural abilities."
✧Super Speed - "I never had a hard time controlling my speed."
✦Boxing - "I'm quicker and stronger than most."
✧Hand to Hand Combat - "Boxing and wrestling have made me very efficient at fighting."
✦Dodging Attacks - "With my speed I'm able to predict attacks and dodge them quickly."
✧Thieving - "...Not a skill I'm proud of."

| W E A K N E S S E S |
✦Sports - "I know it makes no sense. I'm good at like physical sports but I'm rubbish at sports like football and American football."
✧Stealth - "I'm a good thief but sometimes my less than amazing sneaking gets me caught."
✦Lying - "I'm not a liar so even when I attempt to, I'm usually caught."
✧Trusting - "I trust too easily... Which can be a problem I've been told."
✦Loved Ones - "They're my entire world."




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{"The more you like yourself, the less you are like anyone else, which makes you unique."}
-Walt Disney




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| H O B B I E S |
✦Playing Guitar - "I'm self taught and usually can be found playing it."
✧Reading - "I always enjoy a good book."
✦Working Out - "I like to improve beyond my natural enhanced athletic state."

| H A B I T S |
✧Biting Nails - "I subconsciously do this when I think."
✦Running Hand Through Hair - "When I'm nervous I do this and generally don't make eye contact."
✧Biting Lip - "Usually when I like someone or while flirting."

| L I K E S |
✦Dancing - "It's fun and I'm not half bad at it."
✧Girls - "Well yeah..."
✦Candy - "What can I say? I have a sweet tooth."
✧Thunder Storms - "I love sleeping while it's storming."
✦Star Gazing - "Very peaceful and a good way to relax"

| D I S L I K E S |
✦Liars - "Seems obvious, but I hate being lied to."
✧Hermes - "He doesn't care about me... So I'll return the favor."
✦Rudeness - "I'm polite, I deserve the same respect."
✧Coming on Strong - "It's a turn off when a girl is all over me."
✦Womanizers - "Women deserve respect."

| G O A L S |
✦Home - "Someday I'll find somewhere that feels like home."
✧Family - "I've never really had a family."
✦Love - "I'm a romantic... What can I say?"

| F E A R S |
✧Being Alone - "I've been on my own most of life, I do not wish to die this way."
✦Left - "I'd rather be alone then have loved ones who leave me."
✧Witnessing a Close Ones Death - "I wouldn't be able to handle witnessing someone I love's death."




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{"Those who do not remember the past are condemned to repeat it."}
-George Santayana




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| B I R T H P L A C E |
Greenwich, England

| H I S T O R Y |
Miles didn't have the upbringing like most of his fellow classmates. But he is not one for pity and so he rarely tells anyone about it unless they ask because it's the past for a reason. Miles never knew his mother. He heard some stories that his mother died while giving birth to him, others where she died shortly after and even some where she was murdered. He doesn't know the truth and he never knew his mother. All he knows is she died when he was just an infant. It was that moment. The fact that his father could abandon him when he had no one that caused his hatred for him.

Growing up in the system is never a walk in the park. Miles got sent to foster family after foster family, but each one sent him back. No one knows exactly why, but no one wanted him. Once orphans reach an age older than 5, adoption is pretty much nonexistent for them. Miles was the oldest at the orphanage and how he got older he began to take the other orphans under his wing. He hated how he grew up feeling unwanted and he didn't want the other orphans to feel the same way.

As Miles reached his younger teens the orphanage began to lose its funding, so more and more orphans weren't getting homes. And with the surplus in orphans, they weren't getting fed or even taken care well enough. It had finally gotten to the point where Miles was giving the children his food just so they wouldn't get sick. But that wasn't enough. When all else had failed, Miles started robbing near by stores to get food, medicine and clothing for the orphans. He continued to do this for several months.

Finally when he was 14, some of the store owners began catching on as to who was stealing from them. And when he went to grab just a few loaves of bread, he was caught. The cops were called and he was taken into custody. While there he over heard them talking about putting him in a juvenile penitentiary until he came of age. While he was sitting in an interrogation room, waiting for the police to tell him what they were going to do with him. A male showed up to chat. Turns out it was his long lost father Hermes. Sure it was hard for him to believe what he was being told but he humored the thought. The male told him that if he agreed to go to someone Olympian Academy that he would get him out of the prison. Miles thought it was a joke but he agreed figuring it wouldn't do any harm. But low and behold he got out.

Unfortunately for Miles he did agree to the terms. But once he realized that his father was telling the truth about being Hermes, Miles proceeded to yell at him for the better part of an hour. He was furious how his father could leave his mother to die, leave him in the foster system and only show up when he got arrested. It was bullshit in his opinion. Once he unloaded everything upon the man, he told him to just ship him off the to school and never speak to him again.... So here he is.

| F A M I L Y T I E S |
Father - Hermes Alive
Mother - N/A Dead




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{"Never, ever underestimate the importance of having fun."}
-Randy Pausch




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| F C |
Aaron Taylor Johnson

| C O L O R |
#CDA20E

| P R O T R A Y E D B Y |
Scar.-

So begins...

Miles Greyson'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) ✦ 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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✦ Madness In Me ✧ Clothing: Long Sleeved Shirt, Torn Jeans ✦
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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: Miles Greyson

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{ Son of Hermes } βœͺ { #CDA20E } βœͺ { Sacrifice - Zella Day } βœͺ { Active Wear }

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"Bye bye Miles!! We miss you!!" Miles sat at his desk in his pajamas, smiling at waving at his computer. On the other end was many of the children from the orphanage he was at before his run-in with the law and his then relocation to Aeaea. "I miss you all too!... Behave yourselves!" His voice cracked a little before the skype call came to an end. He sighed to himself, rubbing his temples. His home sickness was overwhelming him. Although an orphanage is the farthest thing from a home, the other children there were his family. Not a day goes by that he regrets making the deal with Hermes to keep him out of juvy. By now he would have been out and back with the kids, but instead he's here, even when everyone else leaves for breaks... Miles stays.

With a grunt, Miles closed his laptop and stood up from his desk. He didn't even have to worry about a roommate wondering in because the best of his knowledge he still had no roommate. He isn't even that much of an introvert, and he never thought of himself as a bad person. But either way, his circle of friends was in very short supply. And what friends he did have, he had no clue if they were back on the island or not. Miles decided to get his mind off of his homesickness he'd go do whatever he does when he's in a funk. Workout.

Miles quickly changed out of his pajamas and into form fitting active wear. He slipped on his sneakers before exiting his dorm and heading outside. From what he could tell everyone was either still asleep or hadn't arrived. He shrugged his shoulders assuming if someone wanted him they knew where to find him or get a hold of him. With that, he made his way over to some outdoor equipment. Miles popped in his earbuds before beginning his daily workout with some chin ups.

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Character Portrait: Keo Kealoha Character Portrait: Kai Kealoha Character Portrait: Jessamine Belrosse Character Portrait: Tristen Aarins Character Portrait: Miles Greyson Character Portrait: Duke Loycen

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Jessamine didn't have time to stop before she made contact with the larger figure that she could tell was well muscled just by running into it, which was odd, and something she had never even thought she would be able to do. There was no way her small frame could stay upright as she fell backward, letting out a small gasp instead of a shrill scream. She caught sight of short brown hair and brown eyes before the blue sky, and the brown hair and eyes all over again. She put her arms down to catch herself but just barely got her hands down and still not fast enough as she scraped her elbows and landed hard on her butt and lower back.

She was surprised when there was no impact of her head having fallen more than once on ice and more than once hitting her head on such occasions. She looked at the guy who was above her, a few inches from her face. Her breathe came in controlled breathes that indicated that she had been running for a while, but hadn't reached her limit. She didn't know what to say. She figured it was both their faults though he had easily made up for it by keeping her from another concussion.

"Yeah, you?" She asked softly, her breathes beginning to even out as if she hadn't been running. She was surprised when he moved his hand away from her head having forgotten it was there. She sat up and accepted his hand with an apologetic smile though he beat her to the apology. "No problem, it was my fault too," Jess managed as she looked up at the guy. She quickly realized she was still holding his hand and let go casually, as if it was normal that she interact with others by running into them and holding their hand after they helped her up.

"My name's Jessamine, it's nice to meet you," She stated simply as she put her hands on her hips in a casual position she often did. She couldn't help but be caught up in his face. She had met plenty of attractive guys, guys from around the world that she couldn't understand, that were extremely strong and talented and amazing, but this guy, he was different, and she didn't know exactly why, but he was. Maybe it was that he was a demigod and not a bad one either.

She looked at him and tried to figure out his parent. She knew all the children of Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades. This guy was not them. He could be an Aphrodite daughter though they didn't work out like this guy appeared to work out, he wasn't her half brother, and he didn't appear to be an Apollo son who Jessamine always thought of as preppy, like she used to pretend to be.

He looked like a son of Ares or Hephaestus based on his very toned arm muscles which Jessamine managed to avoid staring at or even letting it be known she looked at them at all. Suddenly she felt self conscious and didn't know why and hated it. She had ran into the guy, why was she being self conscious. She shook herself off mentally before smiling back up at him again. "I'm sorry, again. See you around," She stated before giving a little wave of her fingers and starting at a jog before proceeding to a run again in the direction she had been going.

She finished her run by heading back to her dorm room and going to the bathroom to shower. She washed her hair and dried it slightly before putting it up into a messy bun and walking out of her bathroom and back into her room. She put on a simple outfit that was comfortable. She even bothered to put on a little blush and bronze pink shade of lipstick. It made her feel better.

Jessamine left the room again to go back downstairs and into the lounge area of the dormitory building. She took a seat and began to read, bored, and not wanting to go sit in the classroom by herself until class started. Her thoughts briefly went back to the boy she had run into and how she didn't necessarily regret it. She sighed inwardly at having not talked more, but was thankful she didn't since she was fairly certain she would have said something stupid anyway. She did that a lot, messed up needlessly.

Jessamine breathed inwardly before putting her book back into her bag. She stood and walked outside, heading to the training area to see if she would find her half brother Miles. He was her age and a cool half brother that she could talk to if she wanted to. "Hey bro, what's going on?" Jessamine asked as she went to go sit on a nearby bench to watch him. She could do what he was doing too, but she was dressed for the day and had just showered and didn't want to challenge him to a chin ups competition yet.

"Miss me?" Jessamine asked with a teasing smile as she laid down on the bench to look at the sky and talk to Miles at the same time.


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Keo sensed something behind him through the vibrations in the floor (only some Poseidon children could feel so sensitively though having his brother beside him helped) half a second before he felt someone jump on his back. Normally, in the real world, it would be a friend who Keo had grown up with. In the backstreets, Keo would have fought back and won since it would be a stupid normal human mugger trying to make a quick buck off the wrong demigod, but at school? It was merely a friend, or better yet...

"You jerk! You didn't let me know when you got here!" His beautiful and lovely girlfriend, Tris. She was a sweetheart and the daughter of Apollo had stolen Keo's heart a while ago. Kai didn't miss a beat as he paused beside his brother having felt the vibrations at the same time as Keo. "I knew you missed me Tris," Kai stated with a smile as he looked at his brother's girlfriend. Kai liked her. She made Keo happy and that made Kai happy so long as she wasn't drugs or alcohol, and she was neither, she was a girl. Sometimes much more dangerous than both drugs and alcohol, girls could destroy faster than both. But Tris wasn't that girl. So Kai let the bad thoughts he often was forced to suppress go down and away for the moment, not even showing an ounce of his internal philosophical thinking.

Keo covered Tris's hand with his as he turned his head enough to kiss her on the cheek. "Only because I wanted to see you in person first. We got in yesterday morning. Flew from Hawaii to London, then to Italy, then to Greece where we got a lift from some friends," Kai explained as he smiled at her. "How was your time getting here? Any trouble? And more importantly, how was your summer?" Keo asked as he moved his arms to cradle her knees so he was giving her a piggy back ride.

He and Kai then continued to walk as if the situation was normal, suppressing the laughs both wanted to let out. Tris could get down if she wanted to whenever with little effort. "So what are you up to today?" Keo asked as he looked over at her. It was clear he was in a good mood as was his brother.

Kai wished that he had seen the person that would make him as happy as Tris made Keo, but there was no sign of him yet.

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Character Portrait: Reagan Davenport Character Portrait: Cassidy Daly Character Portrait: Jessamine Belrosse Character Portrait: Miles Greyson

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Cas laughed at the comment about the text from her mother, wiggling his brows towards her. "Well, we've already kissed, we're ahead of the game there. Let her know I love her too." Reagan laughs, playfully bumping his side with her hip. "You realize that if I ever told her that she'd have a field day!" She looked over towards him, raising her brows. "She'd have my wedding dress picked out by the next time we went to visit her." Cas then through his arm around her. "Now, did somebody say presents?" Ray smiled, "Expect anything less?"

"We should probably hit the dorms first." Cas said while motioning towards his rather large bag. Reagan's gaze follows only to laugh at him. "Lugging this crap around is not fun." Removing his arm from her to adjust his bag, and motion ahead of him. "Ladies first." Ray quickened her step to walk in front of him. She turned around walking backwards while talking to him. "Maybe you should wear swimsuits everywhere like me?" Her hand snapped the fabric of her swimsuit against her abdomen before shimmying playfully. "I mean you'd definitely be more appealing to look at without a shirt on all the time." She bit her lip at him teasingly before spinning back around and leading the way towards the dorms. No doubt they'd go to hers first. Sometimes Reagan wondered if Cas even had his own room because he was usually in hers most of the time. Plus her roommate generally flew solo so it was rare that they were both in the room at the same time.

Once in her room, Cas didn't wait for invitation. Instead he threw his bag down on the ground before sighing very dramatically and flopping onto her bed. Reagan kicked his back slightly, "I'm not doing your laundry." She stuck her tongue out at him before taking a seat on the ground beside her bed, crossing her legs indian style underneath her. Cas adjusted himself so he was propping himself up on his elbows."So, we got an agenda today or are you tired of me yet?" "What? Tired of you?" She said it overly sarcastically. In all honesty she could probably never be tired of him. If she could be, she probably would of had him leave her alone long ago.

Reagan leaned over, grabbing her bag and began to unzip it. "We probably should see these 'gifts' mom spoke of." It took a moment or two of digging around to find them. Typical mom style they weren't wrapped or anything, just kinda had a string wrapped around them, but 2 separate groupings. "It looks like cookies, socks, another hoodie andddd... another beanie for you good sir." She tosses him his bundle, before looking over her own. "And cookies, socks, another bikini and... uh oh." Reagan held up the newest Call of Duty. "Looks like a tournament is in store my young padawan."

Then Reagan reached under her bed to grab 2 other things. But these were from her. She didn't tell Cas about them because she knew he'd tell her not to get him anything. But she comes by it honestly like her mom, and loves giving those she loves random gifts. "I got you a couple things too." She then puts her hands up in an innocent manner. "Shush... I made them." She held out her hand with the first present. A simple leather band necklace with a guitar pick as the charm, and on the guitar pick was a lip print. "You know... So you never forget how we became friends." She made a kissy face towards him.

The next thing Ray pulled out was significantly larger, probably 18"x18" in size. It was just a large collage of different pictures of them together. She moved to sit on the edge of the bed next to him, holding it so he could them as she pointed out some of the best pictures. "This was that time I finally got you in the pool with me. And that was the first time I brought you home on break with me. Oh yeah and this was when my mom unofficially made you her son... Photo credit for most of these goes to mom." There were pictures of her, Cas and her mom, of them both playing video games, of Ray pushing Cas into the pool and even one of them both asleep on the couch together.

Reagan smiled as she slipped the collage in front of him. After a long moment, her smile faded slightly. "What are we going to do when we graduate?" She never liked talking about it because she couldn't imagine her life without Cas. She never went a single day without seeing him, and this was her last year there. They both knew it but never talked about it. "... Would you come live with mom and I?... Because you know if you disappeared I wouldn't be the only one who missed you. And you know mom would let you come live with us permanently." She glanced over her shoulder down at him, her face strangely serious which was not normal for her. It was apparent on her face that the thought had been troubling her for sometime.




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At some point during his workout, he wasn't entirely sure when he thought he noticed 2 joggers in the distance collide. They were too far away for him to be able to tell exactly who they were and he was still in a slight funk, not really in the mood to go out of his way to deal with anyone. It was strange how one simple conversation could make someone so homesick for a place that couldn't feel any less like a home. But he couldn't help but feel like he abandoned those kids, taking the easy way out instead of serving time for his thievery. It all just made him angry. You can't change the past and he's stuck in a frozen present at this god forsaken place.

Miles fueled all his feelings into working out, finding it as the only source of relief. As the sun rose high in the sky, he grew hotter. Eventually he tore his shirt off and tied his curly hair back into a tiny bun. He then walked back over towards the chin up bar. He jumped up into the air, grabbing the bar with just his right hand and began single armed pull ups. Just as he finished a good handful of reps, he switched arms. It was then that he heard, "Hey bro, what's going on?" Miles looked over towards the direction of the voice, smiling when he saw it was Jess. "Oh..." He hoisted himself up, "Just clearing my head."

Finishing his chin ups, Miles hopped down from the bar and grabbed his water. He took a long drink while Jess laid on a near by bench to look up at the sky. "Miss me?" Miles laughed as he slowly walked over towards her, sitting in the grass next to the bench. "How was your summer.... Away from here?" He asked her with evident disdain in his voice. Miles hated this place. Maybe it was because he never really found his niche like most people here did. He couldn't quite put his finger on it but something about this place wasn't for him.

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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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Character Portrait: Keo Kealoha Character Portrait: Kai Kealoha Character Portrait: Jessamine Belrosse Character Portrait: Tristen Aarins Character Portrait: Giselle Beauchamp Character Portrait: Dali Muller Character Portrait: Miles Greyson

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Jessamine smiled at her half brother as he continued to work out. "Something bothering you then?" Jessamine asked before he hopped down from the bar. Miles asked about her summer and Jessamine shrugged. Her summer had been as it normally was, hard, training, meetings, interviews, running from paparazzi.

Jessamine shrugged as she looked up at him. She noticed his hating tone and knew it wasn't towards her or summer, but the island. It was practically required for a lot of them. She went because she had to and she wasn't sure if she would do anything else. At least at the island she had some friends who wouldn't judge her. They understood what it was like to be a demigod and the difficulties that sometimes come with it.

"It was the normal stuff you know. Training. Working out. Struggling to communicate with my mother, hardly hearing from dad, avoiding things, running. A lot of running actually," Jessamine admitted and briefly thought back to the guy she had run into. He had been very good looking and she wondered if Miles knew who he was.

Jessamine opened her mouth to ask about the guy when she heard someone call Miles name. She turned her head and saw her half sister the dreadful and terrible Giselle. Jessamine sat up and gave a smile that was about as fake as a science fiction movie. "Giselle..." Jessamine stated with a less than enthusiastic tone that indicated she truly did not care for her half sister at all.

Jessamine didn't say anything as she stared up at her half sister from her position on the bench. Jessamine just stared at the wall, focusing her energy on remaining calm. Her half sister didn't believe Jessamine when she said she didn't cheat. A few people did and those were the people who mattered. Miles either didn't think she cheated or didn't care whether or not she did. That's why she liked her half brother. Giselle was the other type of person.

Jessamine wondered how fast and how far she could get from the Giselle without appearing like someone scared to interact with her. She wasn't. She just didn't want Giselle to ruin her good mood. Jess turned to Miles again. "By the way, I literally ran into this guy this morning when I was running. Tall, handsome, didn't talk much, strong, and it was early too. Let me know if you know him, I gotta run grab my textbook for Biology, I left it in my room," Jessamine stated before leaving the two behind.

Jessamine didn't even turn towards the dormitories after she was out of site, instead, going to the academics building and taking a seat on the steps. She was tired already, drained from being forced to remember that some people just didn't believe her.

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Kai smiled at Tris's response. it was weird, sometimes people couldn't tell who was dating the daughter of Apollo based on the conversations, only the appearance. Kai was in fact, not at all interested in Tris whatsoever. Keo smiled as she slid of his back and grabbed his hand, giving her hand a small squeeze in return. He took his other hand and let it hang holding a strap of his backpack.

"Dang, that's pretty cool of him," Keo stated simply. He loved his father, but he wasn't always a big lover of the other demigod's parents. Such as Ares. Ares bothered him. He was too violent. But Aphrodite, yeah, Keo could thank the goddess of love for a lot. Zeus, he tolerated Zeus. He kind of had to though, Zeus was a different god. You didn't anger him unless you were willing to risk death.

Keo was giving a brief wave to a son of Aphrodite he was friends with before looking back to Tris as she began talking again. 'That's awesome Tris! I wish I could have been there to give support," Keo stated with a mock sigh. He did wish he could have been there for her, but she knew why he couldn't. They lived a very large distance apart and Keo didn't have the kind of money to flight out for only a day or so to support his girlfriend in a one day concert. It just wasn't possible.

"Well, we went surfing, hung out with our neighbors kids, worked at a restaurant and a surf school, and that's about it. The restaurant was really stupid though because we had to wear one of those really cheesy tourist shirts and make our "accents" really, really thick. It was actually really hard since it meant we had to enunciate everything really weirdly, and not like we normally do," Keo stated with a confused look on his face. His boss was a Haole who was whiter than most white people. It was kind of funny that he thought Hawaiins were.

Kai smiled at Keo's words, nodding and making a funny face at the mention of their horrible summer jobs. Kai gave a slight wave as he moved off to go meet someone he had seen right before the kid... Dali, came up to Tris and Keo. "Going good, Dali, what's up?" Keo asked with a friendly smile as he offered his hand for a shake. He was friendly and loved to see old faces as well as new ones such as Dali.

Kai spoke with his friends for a moment before heading out of the building. He wanted some fresh air and to get away from his brother and his happy romance. He loved his brother and loved that he was so happy with Tris, but he wasn't the best about accepting it since he still couldn't figure out his own romantic relationship yet and it was getting to be pretty taxing as a result.

Kai walked towards the beach easily, not even bothering to move quickly, walking in an almost lazy fashion. He could feel the difference of not being near his brother, the way that he still felt he could do things, just not the best he could when Keo was around. It was something they were both used to. They didn't necessarily like it, but they dealt with it.

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Character Portrait: Reagan Davenport Character Portrait: Cassidy Daly Character Portrait: Jessamine Belrosse Character Portrait: Giselle Beauchamp Character Portrait: Miles Greyson

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Reagan laughed shaking her head and burying her face in her palm as she watched him quickly make a mess of her bed just to remove his tattered beanie, replacing it with his new one. β€œMan, she always gives us the best gifts.” She wasn't going to deny it, her mom definitely knew what they liked... It's a mom thing.

Cas went to put up an argument when she told him about the gifts she made him, but she didn't care. He was her best friend and she wanted him to know how special he is to her. Reagan was able to make him smile once again when she made the kissy face towards him after giving him the necklace. β€œLike I could forget, it's not everyday a stranger kisses you to save you from trouble.” He then smiled and whispered, β€œThank you Ray.” She grinned happily. It's true, and definitely a story they'll remember for a very long time.

Reagan could tell the pictures were making him a little emotional. Not to the point of crying, because it'd have to be something serious to make Cas cry. He didn't say anything which worried her a little, maybe he didn't like it? And as her thoughts went to a darker place and she spoke them out loud to him she saw his entire demeanor change. She didn't mean to upset him but she didn't want to be without him in her life anyways. Everyone here comes from different corners of the world and she couldn't bare to be away from him for more than a week.

Glancing down, Reagan saw Cas' hands begin to shake. Before he could say anything she quickly shifted onto her knees upon her bed, wrapping her arms around him and resting her cheek on his shoulder. "Nothing or no one will tear us apart!" She shifted her weight back on her heels so that she could look into his eyes, "You hear me Cassidy Daly? Reagan knew he hated his full name but she said it show how serious she was while cupping his face in his hands. "You're stuck with me if you like it or not!"

β€œI… I think that would be great.” Cas finally said, referring to Reagan's comment about him coming to live permanently with her and her mom. β€œWe can always work out the details later, But I don’t want to be anywhere you aren’t." She lets out a soft sigh, moving to sit beside him and rest her head upon his shoulder. "Well good because mom's already kinda preparing the house for you to live there." She looked up at him slightly, "She's pulling out all the stops..." Then she rolled her eyes, laughing slightly. "Ok well she bought a second dresser for my bedroom for your stuff and is getting a heavy duty washer and drier that can handle your funk." She stuck her tongue out playfully.

β€œYou’re my best friend Ray, and the first person who made me feel like I could do better so whatever it takes.” Reagan smiled towards him before allowing her gaze to drift elsewhere. Something about what he said had an unsettling affect on her stomach. But what was it? She sat there thinking about it for a long moment until she began to realize. 'You're my best friend Ray.' Why did it bother her when he called her his best friend? That's what they were after all, they had been for years now. When the true realization hit her she sat up right, clearing her throat slightly. Oh my god... I like Cas. She left her gaze drift over towards him looking at him like it was the first time she's seen him.

When Reagan realized she was staring, she made a funny face towards him before hopping to her feet. She then walked over to the mirror and began to braid her hair. "So what did you want to do today?" She glanced over her shoulder at him, raising a brow. "Let's just... Do something that gets us out of the dorms." When she finished braiding her hair, she made her way to her dresser. She pulled out a few pieces of clothing and walked to the bathroom to change. If she wasn't wearing a bathing suit she would have just changed there but not if she had to get completely naked. After a moment or two Reagan walked back out wearing skinny jeans, a crop top T-shirt and a flannel.




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"Something bothering you then?" Miles ran a hand back through his unruly curls before looking over at Jess. "You could say that..." He looked down at his hands, "I just hate being stuck here all the time." That was all he was really going to say on the matter. He can't remember if she knew or not about the deal he made with Hermes to stay at school instead of going to jail. He knew if he broke the promise then he'd probably be arrested almost instantly. So instead he took his arrangement like a dry pill.

"It was the normal stuff you know. Training. Working out. Struggling to communicate with my mother, hardly hearing from dad, avoiding things, running. A lot of running actually," Jess said in reply to him inquiring about her summer. 'Sounds like our summers were similar... Other than the whole mom and dad, avoiding things." He laughed, "Just the working out, training and running." Miles smiled towards her.

"Miles!" He heard his name called, causing him to look in the direction of the call. Miles smiled and waved when he saw his other sister Giselle approaching. He then did a slight double take as he watched the more uncomfortable interchanges between Giselle and Jessamine, causing him to look down at his hands. "By the way, I literally ran into this guy this morning when I was running. Tall, handsome, didn't talk much, strong, and it was early too. Let me know if you know him, I gotta run grab my textbook for Biology, I left it in my room," Jess said before standing up and walking away. "A name would help you know!" He called after her.

Miles then moved to his feet, taking another drink from his water before turning to look towards Giselle. "Hey!... So did you have a good summer?" He gave his sister a quick hug, "Sorry I probably stink, I've been working out." He motioned towards the work out equipment.