✰─── ❛❛ 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 ❜ ── ★ [ closed ]

[earthandfire]

𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐀

( daughter of apollo ) ( tagged - celeste )

alina eased back in her seat after shaking the woman's hand in greeting. she was pleasantly relieved to find that the woman was incredibly welcoming, alina's nerves almost having overtaken her. as the redhead blushed slightly at the compliment, the woman leaned forward in response and offered her name back. celeste. alina took her hand back and winded both around her martini, fingers just barely interlocking. she smiled widely at celeste. she was so nice! perfect beginning to being here at this hotel wondering what in the world is going on.

allie nodded along to celeste's surge of questions, feeling the curiosity leaking like ink from them. mentally she took a step back. allie was never one to just willingly give up information about herself that could be possibly dangerous, or lead to her ultimate demise. it was bad for demigods such as herself. any wrong turn could spell trouble. "ah well, I'm not that new to new york actually! i've sort of lived here most of my life" allie replied lightly. she twisted her lips. "although, i'm here because i got this interesting invitation to a support group or something. we were to stay at this hotel, and meet people who were... like us. did you get one too? or are you here for a different reason?" alina had started to lean forward in her seat, asking the question like it was a secret. maybe this would be the chance to see if celeste was like her. she couldn't deny the otherworldly sense that she had been feeling all night in this room. she almost knew there were other powerful beings here, and so she had been using that sensation of crawling skin as an indicator. she took a sip from her martini to hide her raging thoughts.

[jungwonie]

Ｌｉｂｅｒｔｙ Ｂｅｎｎｅｔｔ
✦ Daughter of Athena ✦ Light Soldier of Zeus ✦ Assigned: Alina ✦ Tags; Talos, Warren, Tobias, Salem, Troy ✦
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xxLiberty was definitely glad she'd been able to tell Talos the whole of her plan, though it was vague. Liberty glanced over her shoulder at possibly the worst time possible. Two torpedoes were heading straight towards Talos and herself. It was only a matter of time before she'd have to face him head on. She'd have to suppress whatever type of heartbreak or confusion she was feeling towards Warren, despite how much of it she felt. Though she saw it coming, the daughter of Athena harshly flinched when the larger man clapped her on her back and then grabbed at her shirt to make sure she understood the weight of his threat. Liberty plastered an innocent smile on her face, trying to mask what plan she and Talos were just concocting. Now this was going to be an issue.

xx"No planning going on here, Warren," she forced out, her smile remaining forced on her face like she was a doll. Anyone who knew her knew this was a complete lie. Not a single part of it was believable, and Liberty had no way of being able to conceal what was going on well. She was too confused and hurt. She usually never let her emotions get the best of her when on missions, but her 'family' was one of her Achilles' heel. They were the only ones who seemed to truly care for her, and now seeing someone she once called brother working against her. It was tearing her apart. "Just talking about-"

xxLiberty had never been more thankful for Salem in her life. She came to ease the tensions at the bar, but that might not have been the case now. Salem was in more danger than Liberty would've liked her to be, considering Warren was angry and Liberty had no doubt that Tobias would be ruthless. Salem wrapped her arms around Liberty's shoulders, not even minding the grip Warren had on her shirt, and Liberty responded by wrapping her arm around Salem's waist. The older demigoddess somewhat pulled her closer, like she was protecting her. The dagger concealed at her waist seemed to become heavy, and a part of Liberty really wished she wouldn't have to pull it on Warren or Tobias. "We are happy, Salem. No worries here! Nothing but some.. good old reconnecting," Liberty took this chance to conceal her face at least from showing her distress, though her voice did nothing but reveal it. She just prayed that everything would turn out right in this moment, though she was sure that everything would go the opposite of what she planned.

xxA little bit of hope returned in her heart when she saw someone a bit further down the bar waving like crazy in her direction. Troy was trying to get her attention, but she couldn't really acknowledge it, though. She was kind of in a pinch, and by pinch, she definitely felt like she was cornered. Liberty held his eyes for a moment, trying to will some sort of telepathy to him, though she wasn't even sure telepathy was real. She'd tried to relay a message of him waiting for some sort of a sign or for a commotion to break out through just thinking it into oblivion. It was childish to think that she'd had some secret sort of telepathy, but Liberty was kind of panicking in the moment. She broke her eyes away from her comrade's and turned back to Warren, wearing an expression like she truly was alright. She couldn't tell if the expression was more for Salem, or for Warren, or for herself.

Ｃｅｌｅｓｔｅ Ｊｏｒｄａｎ
✦ Daughter of Hephaestus ✦ Tags; Alina ✦
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xxA smirk rested on Celeste's face as Alina leaned forward, whispering about the invitation she'd received. Celeste had received the same one. Her suspicions rang true, and the woman probably shouldn't have been as happy as she was. It felt good to know she wasn't alone, though she knew the woman beside her was definitely not a daughter of Hephaestus, like Celeste. Alina relayed a different kind of warmth, while Celeste was sure she radiated both warmth and rage herself. Alina had an.. extremely positive warmth to her. It left Celeste feeling quite accomplished.

xxCeleste leaned forward, her palm faced upright between the two women. It took Celeste a moment to channel it, but in her open palm, flames danced delicately. If Celeste summoned a flame too large, the mortals would freak and the fire alarm would no doubt be pulled. Celeste really would rather her clothes remain dry, though it wasn't hard to dry off wet clothes for her. "I figured you'd gotten an invitation as well," Celeste admitted, keeping her voice down and her head dipped inward towards her newfound friend. "Quite an interesting hotel, huh? It's quite regal. It makes me wonder if Olympus is this beautiful. Or maybe this place could never compare to Olympus." The demigoddess began rambling, not out of nervousness, but out of a want for conversation. A part of her felt like if she hadn't kept talking, the conversation would be not as fun. Celeste took another sip of her martini, messing with the olives inside it with her finger, also tracing the rim. Her eyes followed her finger for a moment before she lifted them to the other woman's eyes. "Care to join me over by the booths? This bar's getting quite a bit crowded and this seems like a conversation meant for just our ears," Celeste suggested, picking up both her martini glass and her clutch. She'd already started standing up before Alina had the chance to object, but Celeste waited for the fellow demigoddess to stand before she took off through the dancefloor full off mortals towards an unoccupied booth along the back wall.

[lykos brethren]

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(i//i𝑻𝑶𝑩𝑰𝑨𝑺 𝑺𝑶𝑳𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑺！
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[ gender || male ]xi[ age || 9000+ ] [ god parents || oceanus ]xi[ role || demon ]xi[ tags || warren, trouis, liberty, talos, lilith and salem ]

“Toby, I was trying to have just a small amount of fun… What’s wrong with that?” warren's slurred words seemed to be slow to reach tobias. as much as he wanted to join in with warren, and just let loose. but he knew he had to be level headed or so help him lilith would rip his spine from his back. a shiver ran down his back, that's the last thing he wanted her to do. his silver gaze continued to watch warren as he leaned against the wall with eyes closed. “I’m fine Tobias.” warren spoke as he chugged the last of the alcohol in the bottle. tobias continued to sit there not saying a word, as he held his arms across his chest. instead his eyes watched over the man, trying to read him and gather anything that he wasn't saying. “I was wondering when you would show up. Most of the targets are at the bar, Lilith is currently trying her luck with Liberty of all people – did you know she was going to be here? Or she was at least. I wouldn’t imagine she would get far, as it was me who basically taught her stranger danger.” tobias gave a smirk in response, his first actual expression since seeing warren. "ah you know me brother, always one step ahead. of course i knew they were here, and now, seeing lilith try her luck liberty that is a sight i need to see for myself." a short brief chuckle escaped his lips. he would love to see how lilith could wrap liberty around her little finger like she does to anyone. admittedly she kinda has a hold on tobias himself, not that he would ever admit that to anyone openly.

feeling his phone vibrate in his pocket, but before he could even grab it out warren showed his phone screen. it was a message from hades saying about what lilith had said to do. tobias rolled his eyes, as close to hades as he was, he didn't like that he needed to be reminded. “Well, brother, I guess we should do what the princess says.” tobias matched warren's expression with a lip tight smirk and a gleam of mischief in his eyes. “Come on, let us go stir up some fun. You might need a couple more drinks, we are on holiday after all.” watching warren head back towards where the bar was and into the crowd of people. tobias quickly lost him amongst the mortals that were chatting, dancing, drinking and having an all round good time. why not go some rustle some feathers?

brushing off his blazer, he quickly headed towards the bar and crowd in large strides. his hands reaching out and grabbing drinks off individuals without them even realising. warren said he needed a few more drinks and that they are on holiday, so that is what he is going to do. brushing past individuals as he began to feel the alcohol affect his system, he wasn't use to affecting him so quickly in his mortal body. it didn't take him long to spot his brother talking to liberty and talos. the two people he hated with a passion just as much as his brother. when tobias was in olympus, he knew the two of them. liberty the daughter of athena, he only knew her via his brother, though he had joked numerous times about her liking warren many times. talos the son of ares, on the other hand they had a whole history together. tobias and talos had been as close as he is with warren, another brother that he would have done anything for. well now, ever since what tobias did to land himself down in the underworld the two haven't been on the greatest of terms, to put it lightly. “Ah, my traitor best-friend and my long-lost little sister, what a surprise reunion.” hearing warren's words as tobias approached the three of them, and seeing his hands on their backs gripping their clothing. tobias stood back folding his arms over his chest as he watched warren threaten them. seeing a spark briefly appear, tobias felt a smirk appear on his features as he tilted his head out of curiosity, how was liberty and talos going to react? oh how much he hoped they would push and fight back. tobias itched for a fight, to use his powers, to get back at them and to wreck havoc. the feeling of letting go, he wanted nothing more.

interrupted by the sound of his phone going off, it was a surprise he even noticed it. slipping his hand in his pocket he pulled out his phone and saw a message from lilith, "Keep warren in line, will you?" tobias groaned in annoyance. he had the ability to get warren in line, but did he want to? hell no he didn't. he wanted to let loose with warren. to show everyone why they were truly afraid of himself and warren. some people needed reminding of just how much of a threat the two were. sliding his phone back in his pocket, he knew his decision would land him deep but couldn't give a damn in the present. it was something he would deal with later, for now all he wanted was to see the fear in peoples eyes.

looking back at liberty and talos, tobias took few steps closer to them just someone suddenly wrapped their arms around liberty's shoulders. tobias stopped and silver eyes watched the girl curious, but that soon vanished he figured she was either an idiotic girl that didn't know how to read a situation or she was heavily intoxicated. for the sake of the girl, he hoped it was the latter option. though something about her was familiar, she looked like one of the demigods that the demons were after. it would explain why liberty knew her and was so friendly to her. again, his eyes looked over her wondering who she was and wishing he had remembered all of them. though his gaze shifted when he noticed liberty seemed to be staring off behind them. turning around, he spotted troius. a growl was heard from him as he turned on his heel and headed straight for troius. strides long and fast, the space between them became nothing. tobias wrapped his hand around his throat and slammed him up against the wall, "oh my my, who have we got here?" a sly smirk tugged at his lips, "what do you think you are doing interrupting my brothers reunion? just a little bit rude don't you think," tobias tilted his head as his silver eyes looked up at the white haired man before he leaned in just an inch from his ear, "wrong move." his words like venom as they poisoned whoever heard them. leaning back he smirked, oh how much he missed this, toying and tormenting the so called 'protectors'. it gave him such amusement and joy, as his heart raced with adrenaline from his mortal body. their move next, and oh boy couldn't wait to see what they had in store.

[isildur]

'''𝑊xxxx𝐴xxxx𝑅xxxx𝑅xxxx𝐸xxxx𝑁xx'x ϟ 'xxx 𝑅xxxx𝐸xxxx𝐼xxxx𝐷

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His emerald eyes narrowed with spite as she tried to cover for herself and Talos. She must have forgotten that it was him who taught her how to lie. Warren opened his mouth to threaten them again when he felt the contact of another as another pair of arms wrapped themselves around Liberty. He snatched his hand away from her shirt as the sparks fizzled out on his right hand. Annoying. His brows furrowed as he recognized the girl from earlier, the one he so kindly helped. That made him angrier. Couldn’t she see that they were busy? Then, he realized that she must be one of the fresh demi-gods that Hades had sent them here to dispose of. An ear-splitting grin danced on his face as he finally put two and two together. This must be Salem.

“Ah, I didn’t know you needed the newbies to come and save you from the big bad wolves. I thought I had taught you better than that.” He jeered hatefully towards the brown-haired girl, releasing his hold on Talos. Warren snaked his hand around to the back of Salem’s head, firmly gripping the nape of her hair at the back of her neck. “I thought you were supposed to protect them.” He yanked harshly, causing the blonde to fall back onto him as he shouldered a few humans away from him. His fingers wrapped securely around the front of the girl’s throat now, pulling her tightly back against his chest. “Aren’t you going to protect her Liberty?” His spat, his deep voice growling with a challenge as he took a few more steps back, holding Salem steady in his grip.

Warren was almost as excited when he noticed Tobias was on the same page as him. He beamed when he saw who it was that his brother had trapped in his death grip. Troius. Not like he did not deserve it. He met the gaze of a more-than-likely scared out of his wits, white-haired demi-god before he tore it away to focus on his prey.

“Now, Lib, what was it that you and my dear old friend were just cooking up? I would sincerely love to know.” He questioned again, his voice remaining threatening and deep. ‘Lib’ was something he would call her when they used to hang around together on Olympus several thousand years ago. Somewhere deep down inside, he hated doing this to her, but he loved the fight and adrenaline more. Warren adjusted his fingers tighter on Salem’s throat, making sure she knew that she should not try anything because it would most certainly end bad. In truth, he would never harm her unless she tried to harm him, it was against his blood nature. Even though he could not remember who exactly his mother was since he fell, but he was sure that it was someone with a soft spot for women. It had always been his biggest weakness and not by choice. His gaze flickered back over to his brother, a spark of worry flashing in his eyes as he caught a look of Troius’ face again. He shifted his weight on his feet, ready for anything if they were going to have enough gull to do something. Warren glared at Liberty as he gave her a small, meaningful smirk. He wanted to see what she had learned over the years and how good she had gotten. He knew that she remembered him now and a small part of him realized how hard it must be on her. Over the years, he had portioned that part of his life into a secluded part of his mind so it would not hinder his work ethic now. He had to keep of the façade of not really caring about anything or anyone, apart from Tobias of course.

Warren leaned in towards the blonde, his lips brushing against her ear as he opened his mouth to speak. “I know I helped you love, but you should really not be so friendly.” He whispered hotly into her ear, his warm breath travelling down the side of her neck. His grip tightened more as his fingers started to spark once more with nasty black lightning. Though it had once been golden, nothing could compare to the power he felt of hell’s finest gift – tainted ebony lightning and black hellfire. It coursed through his veins with such raw over-bearing he could hardly control himself. His other hand became lit with the black flames dancing in the stuffy air. With a knowing smile, he moved the flames on his fingertips, creating a mass of screaming fire that rolled around in his hand, ready to kill. Warren steadied himself, rolling his shoulders back with a tight-lipped grin. His eyes jumped back to his brother, who still had Troy pinned up against the wall. He gave him a slight nod, a rare genuine smile bringing up the corner of his mouth. The ball of fire shot from his hand, hitting that back of the bar and shattering every single bottle of liquor that lined the shelves. The commotion caused the humans to instantly panic, rousing screams of confusion and desperation from the crowd. Ah, this was going to be fun.

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[a. seemanni]

JOEY !!!

son of dionysus | tagged/mentioned: warren, troius, tobias
oh, tonight was just getting better and better, wasn’t it? joey could forgive being manhandled by troius and they moved from one end of the bar to the other rapid fire, mostly because they hadn’t been around each other in so long and he knew the man panicked in situations that he felt were unsafe, but this was a whole other level of wild. he figured he was a little entitled to be upset now, watching troy’s retreating back through the crowd as a seemingly cohesive unit descended upon the bar. troy’s siblings. joey didn’t know he had any. one of them, a tall man in a blazer, looked oddly familiar. joey rolled his shoulders and prepared to march through the crowd. he had actually started, shoving indiscriminately and slipping through gaps, but then he caught sight of troius against the wall and some guy making a bad decision, and there was that familiar stranger - wyatt? - that he had been talking to.

he was halfway there when the bottles around the room shattered. with tensions running hot already the screams around him were agitating, some people running to leave and some glued in place, but the dancing had stopped and that was what he needed. he threw his arms out, palms out and fingers together, and told the roaring tide of alcohol don’t move. while it held its shape it still sloshed; it was a lot to do at one time and he was rusty. he was mumbling, trapped in this horrid slow-motion bubble in the middle of a suffocating body of people, but he rolled his shoulders, took a deep breath, and locked in on the man with his hands on troy. what a waste of good drink.

the alcohol trembled with the tension running through the son of dionysus, and he made a quick, fluid motion that brought his hands out nad back to his chest quickly, fists clenched. “προστατεύω!” protect. the mass of it began to move toward tobias, pouring off of the shelves and tables and moving over the floor. it climbed his clothes, soaked in, and when it saturated it climbed higher still. he was aiming for the face. not to drown the guy, joey didn’t kill people. just to make him let go.

KEELEY !!!

daughter of aphrodite | tagged/mentioned: p much everybody
keeley watched salem go with a sort of longing to her, but found another partner to dance with pretty quickly. she didn’t necessarily like her cohorts, didn’t do the whole dramatic attack thing. it was a bad look. why not be more subtle? after all, good girls were bad girls who hadn’t been caught. she started to dance her way to the other end of the room, wanting to put some distance between the situation. she didn’t have to know them. for all she knew, there were some strangers getting into fight at the bar that she had no part of.

a smallish guy pushed past her and she watched him for a second, but a loud bang interrupted her train of thought; the explosive sound of shattering glass. she turned on that thin heel to watch the bottles behind the bar shatter, ignoring the human panic breaking out around her, but the drink didn’t move. she craned her head, searching, and finally spotted the demigod responsible. didn’t think dionysus got busy anymore. the son was warren’s target, so she didn’t intervene. she just started to take long strides toward the tables, settling down on one of the stools for a tall one and watching it all play out.

tobias was in trouble, she thought. there was salem, getting into the thick of things, and keeley almost got up but the girl was powerful. she could take care of herself. the daughter of aphrodite wanted to see how the boys fared; there was so much history in that little corner of the room.

[Jubee]

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→ tagged tobias, warren, joey, liberty, salem　✘　mentioned keeley　✘　role assigned to protect joseph

against all odds, the faintest pang of relief flicked through troius's chest as he made brief eye contact with liberty. she was such a calming presence, a sister he looked up to literally his whole, relatively young life. soon, a small blonde girl huddled against her and, despite her literal-opposite-of-imposing stature, he was happy to see someone attempt standing up to warren like he managed to just minutes before. imagine that. of course, the tranquility was incredibly short-lived, and soon his blue eyes met some unsavory silver ones. tobias was carving a path through dancers directly to him, and before he could even begin to choose an expletive to shout, his throat was being crushed with the iron grip of oceanus's son. should've seen this coming, he mused, unable to let any words out through his weakening mortal windpipe. just how crazy did someone have to be to instigate something with a descendant of the actual sun? it was like superman purposely wearing kryptonite jewelry just to test his own limits. tobias hadn't changed a bit.

troius's eyes were wide, his hands gripping tobias's wrist as he pinned him against the wall. he hadn't felt such an urge to inflict pain on another until then, centuries of angst and pain and missed opportunities for vengeance beginning to toil in his chest. as a pacifist, he rarely felt a desire to hurt anyone, and if the thought managed to fully fester, he easily brushed it off. now, though, now? he might have considered killing toby if he was even half as strong as he was. tobias leaned back slightly, allowing a gasp of air to slip past troy's lips. his mind was a tornado of panic and he didn't have the patience to process a single thought (let alone the oxygen). his eyes flickered with fury as he studied the smug expression the other god wore. toby was usually smug, but it was especially insufferable in that moment. he brought his gaze back toward the bar where liberty sat, making surprising eye contact with warren that...gave him pause. he was sufficiently distracted for a few moments, and his heart lurched with longing. warren...what a good friend he used to be. was he missing him, too, as he strangled that poor blonde demigod and threatened liberty? was he out of line letting his emotions get the best of him and yelling at the son of zeus after they spent centuries apart? was he...wait. what the hell was that about?

brows now knit together in confusion, troy ripped his gaze from warren and channeled the rage that was still boiling in his very soul. his hands began to glow with toby's wrist still in his grip and he quickly flipped through his options──did he want to blind him? burn him? maybe a nice hand-shaped brand would look nice on his arm. he felt the fabric of toby's sleeve begin to singe beneath his hands, but everything stopped when an explosion ripped through the bar.

dozens and dozens of bottles of liquor shattered in a blaze of hellfire, and it didn't even take a second for troius to know warren was getting riled up as well. "of. course." the ocean of alcohol began to pour off the shelves, but it didn't make it very far. now a giant bubble of dark liquid, the liquor sloshed in place, and troius tilted his head as much as he could, given the situation. the screaming crowd parted, leaving a small demigod standing before the bar with arms outstretched. joey!! troy's heart lurched again, this time with unadulterated admiration. he could have sighed dreamily had he not have been in such a compromising position. soon enough, the roiling liquid mass gurgled its way toward him, quickly creeping up tobias's legs and flooding his very being. now it was troy's turn to be smug. the other god's grip was loosening significantly and he took the chance to wrench his hand back from his neck, fingers still glowing with the fiery heat of the sun. "sorry, i think my friend's calling me," he almost sang, slipping past the alcohol monster consuming toby and making his way through the frozen crowd to join the others at the bar. he wanted to hug joey, but couldn't risk breaking his focus, so he targeted warren and liberty and salem instead. keeley sat nearby, studying the situation closely. he wished he could have joined her in the audience, honestly.

"i thought you were scared of girls, warren," troy taunted as he approached the larger man, his fingers still gripping salem's neck. his eyes narrowed and he reached out to grab one of his arms, hands burning brighter now and lips forming a hesitant frown. he didn't want to hurt warren──he didn't wanna hurt anyone, but especially not him. but toby was around and that literally never ended well when the both of them were involved, so maybe it was time to take the offensive for once. with a sigh, troius allowed the light coating his palms to fully engulf his hands and tightened his hold on warren's arm with the intention to burn until he let salem go.

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[exorcism]

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heritage daughter of hecate x mentioned x x tagged joey, warren, tobias, liberty, troy

As Liberty attempted to reassure her that everything was okay, Salem had to stop herself from rolling her eyes in disbelief. She was acutely aware that she could be, at times, naive and gullible, but come on. The negative energy in the air was so thick Salem was confident she could cut it with a knife if she had one. She doubted Liberty had any ill intent behind the deception though, the older girl's embrace seeming almost comforting. The reasoning behind the deception was unknown to her, though, and it only made her more curious. Of course, she didn't have much time to think about it before she received a harsh yank to her hair, pulling her away from Liberty's grasp. "Hey, what the-"

Her expression was cut off by the grip on her throat. As she was pulled tightly against Warren's chest, her mind flew into a thousand different directions. All tiredness that was tugging at her limbs before was replaced by the adrenaline rushing through her, but she still wasn't entirely sure what to do. The proximity to the bigger man would've been a comfort in any other situation, but right now? Salem was terrified. She had wanted excitement, just not like this. Of course, she had a history of biting off more than she could chew. As Warren's grip tightened, her mind flew into a panic, running through her options. She had never used her magic offensively before, but she wasn't sure if it'd even be smart to try; there were too many mortals around, too many witnesses. Even if there wasn't, she wasn't sure if she would be able to conjure anything that would hurt. Perhaps she could summon sparkles to blind him? Turn into a bird and escape? No, she could easily be grabbed again if she did that, and she wasn't sure she had the energy required to hold a transformation even with the adrenaline pumping through her.

The sound of Warren's voice brought her out of her thoughts, his hot breath sending chills down her spine. She whimpered rather pathetically as his grip tightened once more, her stomach tightening as she saw fire dance on his fingertips. "I don't want to die..." she whimpered softly, tears budding in her eyes as her hands raised to grip his, desperate to recollect herself to figure out what to do instead of panicking in her typical fashion. The sound of glass shattering and humans screaming caused her head to swim, and she knew if she opened her mouth she would start to hyperventilate. Focus. Calm down. Imagine you're with mom - before she died. You're in the kitchen, she's made your favorite food. She's laughing - what did that sound like again? You couldn't remember. You could barely remember what she looked like. Wait, no, you're losing it.

Salem was brought out of her thoughts once more, but this time by a more welcoming force. It was a boy with similarly white hair, and his energy seemed to indicate he was here to help. When he reached over to grab Warren's arm, she did her focused to focus her hyperactive mind. Remember the self defense classes. Remember the kung fu movies. Hoping the other man's presence would adequately distract Warren, she kicked her leg back with all the strength she could muster - aiming mercilessly at his groin. She despised the idea of hurting someone else, doing what she could to escape his grip while she apologized tearfully for any damage or pain she caused. Since it seemed the others didn't care about letting their powers loose, she threw a concentrated beam of magical light into the air, quickly turning to the white haired boy and stating "Close your eyes!" before the light grew in brightness, hoping it would distract (or blind) all with negative intentions long enough for her to get the hell away and try to gather her thoughts for ten seconds without interruption.

[isildur]

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──────────────────〔 𝑺𝑶𝑵 𝑶𝑭 𝒁𝑬𝑼𝑺 // 𝑻𝑨𝑮𝑮𝑬𝑫: 𝑻𝑹𝑶𝑰𝑼𝑺, 𝑱𝑶𝑬𝒀, 𝑺𝑨𝑳𝑬𝑴 // 𝑴𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑬𝑫: 𝑻𝑶𝑩𝑰𝑨𝑺 〕───

His gaze snapped towards the bar when the torrent of alcohol stopped moving and suddenly rushed towards his unsuspecting brother, who still had a handle on Troius. Anger seeped through his skin as he watched the liquid engulf Tobias, causing him to lose his hold on the white-haired demi-god. Nobody was going to hurt his brother. Nobody. His head swiveled until it landed on the certain long-haired man that seemed to be controlling the liquor. Ahh, seems I found the one I have been assigned. The son of Dionysus. That was easy.

In his unfocused state, he had not realized that Troius had approached him and was glaring at him with an unsure look. His mind moved back to the present as the burning hand seized his upper arm, burning his motive and mind. All he could think of was the power of the sun’s iron death grip on his bulged muscle. Before he could even think to let go of the blonde girl, he felt her leg connect with the most precious part of his body. It did not hurt near as much as the grip on his limb. He doubled over onto the ground, his free hand catching his fall while the other one was lurched out of the burning clutches of the other man.

Warren remained hunched over, his jaw clenched while he tried to ration the pain that was coursing throughout his body. He was not just displeased now; he was fuming with hellbent rage that was evident on his entire body. His once bright emerald green eyes flashed with darkness only to be associated with the depths of the farthest reaches of hell. He clenched his fists until his knuckles turned a simmering white while they flickered and flamed with shocking black lightning. It seemed that they wanted to see him angry, they wanted to know the full wrath of the damned son of Zeus. And that is what they were going to get.

The blinding light that Salem had created burned his dilated eyes, but he was too angry to notice, using his senses to do what he was about to commit. Without hesitation, he gracefully returned to his feet and snatched the unsuspecting arm of Troius. His calloused fingers wrapped the entire way around the man’s smaller forearm, their eyes connecting for a spilt second as a devilish grin played on his lips. Bad move, buddy. Warren surged his power through his left arm that was currently holding the others and quickly, fluidly snapped his arm with such ease it made it look like he was breaking a twig. He shoved the man back towards the bar by his broken bone, hoisting him up off the ground to where is lower back bent on the edge of the surface. He leaned in slowly and deliberately sneered into the other’s ear. “Don’t think you know me Troy, I may have a soft spot for women but don’t ever think I have one for you.”

Warren released him, not bothering to catch him as he crumbled to the floor in a disheveled slump. He turned his blazing gaze to the boy a few feet away from him at the other part of the bar. His legs moved on their own as he quickly closed in on Joey, his concentration on one thing and one thing only. Helping his brother. His left hand snatched a hand full of his brown hair, trusting his face towards the bar. With a sickening thud, he grinned as blood flowed from the mouth of the other man, his face smashing into the hard surface. His adrenaline pumped through his body as he glanced back at Tobias, watching as the alcohol splashed away from his body. “Don’t. Mess. With. My. Brother.” His deep voice vibrated the entire room, the menacing tone was not one to miss as between each of the words he continued to smash the other’s face into the wood. He dropped the other man onto the floor before turning and straightening out his blazer that was down drenched in blood. “Now, who wants to play next.”

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NAME. lilith abaddon ` STATUS. persephone/hades' daughter ` ASSIGNMENTS. alina ` TAG(S). everyone

xxxxxxxx𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄.

xxxxxxxxRafael and Lilith's mingling was so rudely interrupted when she recognized things were quickly taking a turn for the worst. As if Warren's blatant disobedience and utter lack of respect for what she told him to do wasn't enough. How hard was it to do just one thing right? Who was she kidding, she was damned from the start being sent to Earth with Warren of all people. Warren who despised her as much as she despised him. His immature ways were truly shining through here and she thought she'd seen the worst of it. A white-haired male was pinned up against the wall by Tobias now, had to have been a God. No doubt about it. Covers were totally blown now and she wasn't sure if her facade was even of any substance by now. Everyone else was treating this as if they were just meeting up, like old friends. Not enemies going at it whilst one side was trying to protect and the other was trying to kill. Veronica couldn't make an appearance everywhere the Gods and Goddesses coincidentally ran into each other, in the end, so maybe it was time for the great heiress to make her striking appearance. She wouldn't shift out in the open like this buffoons. The brunette would still make some attempt to stay under the radar which was becoming progressively easier.
xxxxxxxxOh how wonderful, Warren was officially off his rocker and had the neighborly blonde in a choke hold. Safe to say he was threatening Liberty. So she was a Goddess. Salem she'd have to get a bit more proof. How dumb she felt being so clueless in regards to all these faces her counterparts seemed to know so well. Here she was in the belief she was one step ahead. It was a guarantee they had run-ins in the past but she couldn't have seen any of them in years. Her mother stopped bringing her along to Olympus during the Spring so long ago. She preferred the Underworld too. Maybe that had done more harm then good. Warren and Tobias were fallen, in all fairness. Enough of that. They were good for one thing and that was identification. Among the hell Lilith was going to wreak down on them she'd be sure to profile each God and Goddess in this place that they could identify for her. Besides the few she had interpreted on her lonesome.
xxxxxxxxWith her own two eyes she was bearing witness to powers galore. Warren was the first to reveal his set of nasty assets. Ebony lightning courtesy of her father and some hellfire with it. Then a flash and bottles were breaking. What a waste of perfectly good liquor! The gig was up. Lilith was going to have to rid of Veronica and show herself. The infamous future Queen of the Underworld. How the title excited her in ways nothing else could. A beacon of hope showed himself abruptly when the alcohol took shape. Sticking out like a sore thumb in the crowd that was frantically dispersing. This was going down in the history books. An image of the report flashed in her head. She had seen it for only a second, but he was Warren's assignment, Dionysus' son. What a poor power to be granted with. Speaking of, where was her prey and why had she failed to meet her yet? Not the time for questions. The wine crawled its way through the bar before making a cocoon-like structure around Tobias and forcing him to release the grip he had on the unnamed God or demi. She would have shaken her head was she not distracted by an unforeseen flash of light that lit up the entirety of the dim room. Her gaze honed in on who it came from. Salem. It made sense, Liberty and all.
xxxxxxxxShe checked to ensure the coast was clear then began pushing past groups of mortals that were running for the exit of the hotel. Lilith found the women's restroom and slid into a stall. Locking the door before discovering herself back in her own skin. No one would ever know, with all the people and distractions. Who was paying attention to a mindless mortal after all? She waltzed out then, admired herself in the mirror, and stretched her arms out when the door to the restroom slammed shut behind her. Waving her fingers about she collectively picked up all the kitchen knives scattered about the bar and pointed them at the suspected Gods and Demis. She called to her infernakinesis next, channeling an unholy warping hole that began to suck away at the hotel as they knew it. Broken glass disappeared, then chairs began flying around. "I hope nobody missed me too much!" Lilith announced with a devilish smile.

[a. seemanni]

JOEY !!!

son of dionysus | tagged/mentioned: warren, troius, tobias
tobias had let go of troy. good. now joey was just focused on holding him there, but the power it took was dizzying; his focus was so wholly on the liquor, keeping it out of tobias’ face now that he was contained, that he blocked everything else out. there were a couple flashes of light off to his left, sure, but he figured troy was just doing what he did. his sun had shone on the attackers, and hopefully, they were blinded. sunburnt. something. he wove a tight bind around the son of oceanus and held it, poised gracefully. poised to balance, because his head kind of hurt if he was honest and he didn’t know how much longer he could keep this up.

a flash of motion broke his focus. joey didn’t even have time to backpedal, and the fear in his face showed as warren took a fistful of his hair. despite this, anger rose in him and his lip curled. he reached back and slammed the back of his hand into warren’s stomach, but it probably didn’t do much; he wasn’t very strong. just as skin connected with fabric, he felt that angry fist pull at his hair and just for a second there was no tension, and then his hand was very present and joey’s nose made a sickening crack as his head hit the wooden bar. blood poured down the front of his face, filled his philtrum and dripped over his lips. his head was rising and fuzzy simultaneously, way too warm, but warren’s guttural register made his blood run cold. he felt worse with every slam, counted them because he was too small to really do anything else. six times. six times, his head hit the bar, and each time he felt a little further away from the whole situation. his left eye stung something terrible and his vision swam, nose definitely broken.

when warren let go joey sank to the ground. didn’t even catch the edge of the bar, try though he might. he didn’t want to lie there on the ground, soaked in his own blood and the alcohol that was quickly spilling across the floor, but he didn’t really have a choice. he did, though, spit at warren’s shoes and give it the good college try. joey got as far as the bar stool, on his knees, and had to stop because the weakness was just too apparent. he let himself slide sideways and settle on the ground, breath laboured. troy’s name left his lips in a bloody cough, but he couldn’t be sure anyone was listening.

KEELEY !!!

daughter of aphrodite | tagged/mentioned: