Azrael Blackburn

Azrael could think of nothing else as he heard the words leaving her lips, she wanted him and he was willing to give her the world. He began to slowly thrust back and forth, causing the head of his cock to rub and run the length of her, teasing, pleasing and causing the anticipation and desire to build. The only things that mattered in that moment were hearing her moaning for him, seeing that blush in her face and feeling that moment of anticipation between them.

His arm wrapped around her raised leg, a way to pull her closer and get a measure more of control, his other hand reaching down to find her other breast and to take a first grasp as he slowly uses his hips to push and tease her lips apart, feeling her warmth and wet desire in more than words now.. he gave a small satisfied sigh realizing he has as much held her on the spot now as he had when he sat upon her legs. He began to use his hips to agonizingly slowly begin the motion that would build into thrusting pleasure...

As he started to push deeper, his hand grasped hold of her breast while he began to arch his back into each thrust. He moved deeper. Pushed faster. He pulled her leg against his chest with each movement, feeling how tight yet how much she held him within her. It was then he lost all thought beyond need and want and pleasure. He pushed with all his body, pulled her to him, aiming to feel how deep he could push and make her wild with passion.

50 - balance!

Azrael was touched to hear Octavia asking for combat training, "Sure I can help you train. I am sure we can find the right blade for you."

He would have to avoid the close combat so as to not take away from Dustin and he knew his bowmanship was nothing to write home to camp about but he would be able to teach blade work easily enough, plus if the axe throwing lane that he was working with Derrick to build worked it would be something the two of them could do together, with some supervision at least.

"I think you two are as close as we were growing up, he cares for you a lot." he thought back to the times he had seen the two of them playing about in camp and it really did remind him of the times Lilythe had lead the band of kids around when he had first arrived. Back then he had been one of the unclaimed kids, the least popular of all the camp groups, never really knowing who your siblings were..  He remembered Lilythe standing up to a bunch of the Apollo campers that had been picking on him even though she had been years younger than him. Truly he could see the same glint in this young lady that Lilythe had had even back then.

As she said that she could fight and pulled up her fists Azrael have a friendly chuckle and a smile "You already have the bravery of a mighty lion, all the rest can be learned."

After he had stopped on the channel Azrael stayed close to the little one on the couch, the bright and flash cartoon images of rescue dogs on the screen started to work their magics on him as well. He had sent the message over to James who would be able to help carry Octavia back to her own bunk once she was properly awake.. he could probably keep his eyes open until he got there.. he would need to remember... something about hydras and monster reports..  he let out his own yawn... look out for the kids.. zzzzzz
 

Let the boy recover, he needs bed rest, not any other kind of bed times..

I hear Cabin Hecate is pretty busy nowadays and full of distractions.. maybe one of the twins would be your speed.

I hear in that cabin they keep going all night!

 

54.. we will find balance..

58

Rumor has it that Volleyball can be harmful to your health...

Character Name:
- Azrael Blackburn

Cabin:
- 16 - Nemesis

Other Characters involved in Plot:
- Derrick Raines
- one/two other campers based on volunteers for the hunt/plot

Plot Overview: (This should be a brief summary, including the end goal)
- Hunt the Chimera that killed Forrest the Satyr

Plot Outline: (An outline of events necessary to complete plot)
0 - Historically Derrick lost his satyr on his way to camp.. still in need of vengance
1 - Azrael asking to keep in the loop of monsters reported through to the big house via the Satyrs
2 - Azrael tries to keep this under wraps and deal with it for Derrick
3 - Papers go missing/lost/info gets out to the camp (similar to the nab things from the cabins type pranks etc)
4 - Once this happens Derrick gets wind of the situation and insists on being part of the retribution
5 - Plan moves to a cabin/allies based group to go forth and hunt this specific chimera creature down
6 - Hunt takes place in the world
7 - tracking through local mountains
8 - The actual attack on the beast
9 - Sending the beast back to Tartarus
10 - The return to camp

Plot Locations: (List all areas you intend to go in the world)
- starting with camp half blood
- Travel montage from camp to mid states
- moving through the mid Rockies
- Hunt itself at the Colorado southern end of Rockies
- Returning to camp half blood

Full Plot: (Please be as detailed as you can here)

Derrick has been distanced since he arrived at camp, this is in part a downside of being a child of retribution and vengeance, and in part for having lost the satyr that befriended him and was guiding him to the camp. This plot is an attempt by Azrael to bridge that gap, help by vanquishing the monster that had killed Derricks friend but due to unforeseen circumstances he ends up bringing Derrick along to hunt the beast and ends up giving the kid the chance at striking out in revenge for the turmoil it has caused. The end goal of this one is to provide personal plot for the cabin members of Nemesis to bond over as well as a chance to Derrick to bond and grow out from under the trauma he has been carrying.

0 - Historically Derrick lost his satyr on his way to camp.. still in need of vengeance

On his way to camp Derrick Raines had a traumatic experience where the satyr (Forrest) that had been guiding him to camp died in a Chimera attack. This has stayed with him since his return to camp, haunting his time at camp and likely a major part of why he is so reserved and defensive.

Azrael Blackburn had been trying to get to know his cabin mates in cabin sixteen with mixed results, they had seemed tough to reach and even more of a challenge to get to open up as most of them had had enough tragedies and troubles over the years, children of Nemesis didn't seem to have an easy path. The one that he did manage to befriend was Derrick though, still young but fiercely loyal but had been left scarred at the death of the satyr by a monstrous Chimera.

1 - Azrael asking to keep in the loop of monsters reported through to the big house via the Satyrs

So Azrael will use this knowledge to ask around the camp primarily via James as the Mythical Creatures Lore Instructor and also one of the folks in the camp most likely to receive the reports of monster activities from the satyrs around the country (along with Lilythe, Mr D and Chiron)

2 - Azrael tries to keep this under wraps and deal with it for Derrick

Azrael will ask James to keep any such sightings private as he is worried Derrick will go off to try to kill it himself if he gets wind of it. This tends to be restricted to Cabin Leaders and above so should not be an issue - until the details of a reported sighting get out into the camp (possibly through the common game/prank of stealing a thing from each cabin)

2.5 - reports of a chimera come in via satyr reports of incidents - this is passed into the safe keeping of Azrael as per his earnest request to the other cabin leaders.

3 - Papers go missing/lost/info gets out to the camp (similar to the nab things from the cabins type pranks etc)

With an increase in hi-jinks and challenges around camp, there are pranks to steal something of importance from each of the camps. In this case though this pushes the need to find the information and worry that other members of the cabin might have gotten hold of it. Once these kind of things go missing they quickly stop being secret plans and quickly become a part of camp gossip.

4 - Once this happens Derrick gets wind of the situation and insists on being part of the retribution

With the report missing the fear is Derrick gets hold of it and Azrael's plan to get the grown ups to try to take down the monsters changes to one that pulls Derrick (and others if other players want to jump in on this invite)) into the hunting party.

5 - Plan moves to a cabin/allies based group to go forth and hunt this specific chimera creature down

There will be scenes of preparations for their  

6 - Hunt takes place in the world

This will cover scenes of moving out, some heart to heart and tactics between the hunting party.

7 - tracking through local mountains

The rest of the plot is around preparing and equipping the expedition and then them going out to try to hunt down the Chimera - in this case a tracking of finding and following devastation in a remote area of the Rockies.This will cover the of exploring, tracking and hunting along the creature's trail.

8 - The actual attack on the beast

The full hunting party will have tracked the beast down to the eastern Rockies - a remote outpost/cave system where the chimera had taken over. use of tactics and planning while also ending up with some injuries and poisons with the need for Ambrosia to heal the worst of.

9 - Sending the beast back to Tartarus

Derrick getting the killing blow and taking a trophy (goats horn or similar) that can be made into a blade or similar and if it was menacing a young demigod or similar then they could be saved and brought along to the camp.

10 - The return to camp

The completion of the quest - a return to camp, victorious though with some added war wounds - expect the major points will be:

a - Derrick getting to tell his tale of fighting the beast - a coming of age type moment.
b - Azrael asking for the Trophy to be made into a a blade with cabin nine for Derrick.
c - Azrael realizing the risks he had taken by agreeing to let a youngster go big monster fighting

Goals (end outcomes expected for the personal plot line):

- Defeat the monster
- Vengeance for Forrest (and for Derrick)
- A trophy weapon (possibly magical at least in flavor) for Derrick made after the quest
- RP reasons for Derrick to come out of his shell a bit more

Does this impact more than just my character and those I'm writing with directly?
- No (should only affect those who go hunting)
Would this make major headlines or otherwise ensue panic or happiness on a massive scale?
- No  (will mostly be remote / far enough away so avoids headlines etc)

70

Azrael had been keeping mostly quiet - this night was for Lilythe and he didn't want to stir up any troubles that would take away from her and Vienna catching back up and the rest of the celebrations.

As Killian started to discuss the plan for a still Azrael took the time to have a quiet word "Let me know if you scout out a good place or if we need to build a secure area onto the back of Cabin twelve. Happy to help make sure its pretty secure - though you might need to watch out for those pesky Hermes kids getting into it." with a half amused glance towards where Lilythe was sitting at the bar. "plus you know, also partial to testing the first batch" he said with a grin.

He took the time to mix and pass out a few drinks while leaving a few on the bar having heard the suggestions. He had mixed up a few of the strange tootsie Roll concoction shots that Lilythe had came up with having found some Orange juice as well as pulling together another Green Monster for Killian and took the time to pull together a bit of a more leisurely drink for Willow - an iced red drink with a slice of strawberry on the lip of the glass. As he pushed the Strawberry Daiquiri in front of Willow  "Local Produce and easy to drink, though I would take your time with it."

As he made each of the drinks he made a second measure of them, easy enough to double up on and left them out for Vee, he knew she could handle her drink about as well as Killian, both enough to drink him under the table from experience.

As Vee took the time to make her toast plans Azrael grabbed some fresh shot glasses to line up, let Vee point out a bottle of her choice and then poured the measures for the crowd, a quick solution for a heartfelt toast that he was happy to join in on. 

As for Lilythe's drink he was careful to limit how big a grin showed at the mention of a sex on the beach "I can make your night... with that drink" He took his time as he poured the contents in, schnapps, vodka and then the Orange he still had out from the shots. He poured out the two drinks, taking a couple of umbrellas and some orange slices to decorate them and then slid them to Lil and Vee..

Azrael only really realized what she had pulled off.. one perfect moment giving him control of the situation but on her terms.. by spelling it out in a letter and leaving the toys she was comfortable with he was giving him all the details he could ever ask for without him having to say another work of interrupt with another check she was okay. Damn she was ingenious as well as impressively smart.

He looked down at her a smile of pure love unseen to anyone else as he moved to straddle across her upper legs, pinning her to the bed but giving him access to look down over at her gorgeous body while now in good reach of the toys. He took the time to enjoy the moment of perfect balance, he in control, her submitting hers..

to be able to lean over, the last of the moisture from the shower mostly dried, the heat of his erection noticeable against her stomach as he leant over her, letting both hands slide into her hair and then leaning down into a deep kiss holding her gently but firmly as the kiss holds her to the bed in his embrace while his body pins her legs down.  He felt the last of her preparations for of the situation ebbing away into the bliss, the kiss and the raw need.

Scratching nails from her neck down her chest as he takes the time to look over the array of toys:
 The desire still wet upon his hand letting him know he could skip over the lubrication for now..
 The rope showing signs of an alternative way of wanting to be held down.
 A little to close for flogs or crops...
 still sensation when bound and sightless seemed like something that would excite her and in turn him.

His gaze settled on a glint of metal - a pin wheel he could run across the skin to make sharp points of feeling wherever he wished..

The scritching hand vanished for a moment, he leant back to within reach of the toys while his other other hand rested flat in contact against her side, gentle and warm. 

The pin prickling trail of light pain runs up the back of her arm as the palm slides slowly up her side, two completely different sensations in the opposite sides of her body. As the pinwheel reaches the elbow, the flat palm slides up from her side sliding up and onto her breast. From beneath him Lilythe let out an "Ah!" followed by a soft moan and a surge of energy ran the length of his spine..

thumb and forefinger encircling her nipple, squeezing at her breast as the points trail over her forearm and up her hand between her fingers. as the pins left her hand, the trail, the sensation lingered and he squeezes his fingers together to catch her nipple, a jolt of pleasure and pain in one touch. Every moan and writhing movement beneath him made him harder.. making his cock twitch against her. The desire he was causing in her rippled back and over him, the low growl that he was failing to bite back was met with a blush and the rising need of a "Please" from beneath him.

He leant back in for a deep kiss, his hand still heavy on her breast, the other moved to tangle itself once more in her hair, engulfing her in another deep longing kiss that pushed her head back down to the bed. He shifted his weight from over her, slowly raising a leg from one side of body to between her legs. He pulled her close and onto her side as his cock rubbed up against her wet lips.

Azrael dwelt on the point of fighting alongside others, growing up he had felt a distance from the rest of Nemesis' children, especially after Ethan Nakamura being such a big part on the wrong side of the Battle of Manhattan.. though even then it was a force of balance, likely a big part of why this cabin is even here...

"You know, I think we can get the cabin working together to fix the goals and work as a team.. the monsters stack up against us, should really balance out the sides a bit better. I think we need to stick together." Azrael made a fist in response and shared a solemn fist bump with his little brother.

"I know James is better at explaining these things but Satyrs end up getting reincarnated - born back into nature rather than all the judgement thing, he is likely a young tree or something out there by now." He thought about that - unsure if it was as much of a better cause but would at least explain his careful precautions for gathering scrap wood at least. "Its good to remember him well though. We can see about tracking down the beast if its still out there rather than slinking off to Tartarus where it deserves to be...." he said realizing how much the memories were affecting Derrick.

"Happy to work with you on a range - I am sure we can head by the big house for some salvaged timber and some of the tools from the basement.. see about getting started on building it in the next few days." he nodded as if it were a done deal, this would be enough of a project to keep him from sulking in the cabin and still give Lilythe enough time to think about their new dynamics now he had returned to camp and professed his feelings.

He grinned over at the kiddo suspecting he did not realize how much of a favour Derrick was doing for him working on this distraction/project/plan.

[[wanna go ahead and end this tread and we can start either construction or axe throwing ]]

Azrael smiled to himself as he looked down at her, he though of how he always tried to prepare for every eventuality, this seemed like a sign to loosen up and let someone else put the contingency plans in place for once. He never realized how much Lilythe had known his inner working until that point. Sure they were... whatever they were for now... but she knew him on a level no one ever had before and he let himself melt into this moment.

He couldn't help but lean in to kiss her deeper, their tongues met, he tilted his head to one side, his kisses getting more passionate, more desperate for her. He could feel her rising to meet his lips, her lust evident in her kisses back. As his weight pressed against her, his hand pinned hers to the bed and then there was the familiar click of the second pair of cuffs locking her down to the bed.

His hand wove into Lilythe's hair as he continued to kiss and want and need her. He pulled her head to one side his kisses leaving her lips to trail across her cheek, and moving towards the bottom of her ear. He whispered "You are amazing Lilythe.." he began to nibble at the base of her ear. "You are all I could want in a woman" he bit teasingly at her ear and then pulled back her head letting him bury his lips, his mouth against her, nuzzling against her neck.

Azrael could feel pent up desire and want for her and he ran his hand down her far side, he stopped to run his thumb over the edge of her nipple before continuing down to her hips. He let his hand slide down to her thigh before beginning to slide up her leg to rest against her crotch. He moved his head back to kiss her deeply on the lips as he began to grind his hand against the length of her, teasing her, trying to drive her wild with desire as his tongue explored hers.

Azrael looked over the kiddo and saw the strain of years and weights beyond his age. He smiled over at him.. "The wolves act kind of like the satyrs, help guide the kids into camp.  Well that was roughly how it was described to me at least."

"As for hydra fighting, if its all the same I will skip being monster food again.. I am glad there were good folks fighting alongside me to pull me out of there, literally." he had came close to death a good few times over the years but that one had been pretty touch and go on the medical side - easier to try to brush over it in good humour, there are only so many of those kind of life lessons they youths of the camp needed, at least at Derreks age.

"Forrest? Was that a friend of yours? and what kind of Monster are we looking to track down?" he realized that this did not sound like an idle fancy and knowing both what kind of monster and what would be a risk in combat, plus if he could work out a way for Derrek to follow this one up without the kid throwing themselves into danger he would. Plus if he could talk to James then he could be careful that the topic get covered in monster mythology but in a way that might not get Derrek packing a bag and setting out into the wilds.

"I would try to not let it get you down on the various powers everyone else gets." He said as he remembered how tough it had been to compete with all the other cabins on their own special areas, he had realized late on that competing with Lils on dexterous things like stone throwing or duelling with the Ares kids was always going to be a blow to self esteem. It was only when he was speaking with Derrek that it all came back to him, realizing the same would be in place for this generation of Nemesis Campers. "Mom tends to give us the spark that grows rather than the full on flame when it comes to skills, if you can put in the effort you can be great at whatever you put your mind to."

Seeing that the idea of Axe throwing was appealing enough and might get the rest of the cabin involved brought a smile to his face. He would leave the couple of Axes he had at the bottom of his pack for a while - too easy for temptation to throw them around the cabin before they had a place to use them, but he would make sure to show them to Derrek once they got the range setup.

"I will get the supplies together and we can pull it together in the next week or so. Should be able to get basic tools from the bog house. We can rope in some of the others in the cabin, see if we can get to know them together." He smiled over at Derrek "We can work out the plans together and then share them with the rest of the cabin tomorrow, let them all play a part in putting it up and might get it to be a good shared activity."

Azrael had just gotten out of the shower.. his day was going pretty well. He had just about gotten out of bed after a late night and... Gods still somehow thinking he could match drinks with the son of Dionysius.... he had spent the day out back putting some of the finishing touches on the axe throwing rig behind the cabin with Derrick and had rounded out the afternoon with a hot shower to get rid of the aches and mental cobwebs of the night before.

He was feeling alot more at home with the people here, those he had shared a drink with, fond stories and close times with. He had rekindled friendships, Vienna had made it back to camp and even Shadow seemed to at least be civil.

Azrael shouted along the hallway "Shower is free..." as his damp footsteps could be heard leaving the bathroom and calmly headed towards his room.

As the door opened though he was stunning at the view of perfection in front of him. He let out a lustful sigh as he saw Lilythe dressed only in some gorgeous lingerie. He took the moment to look over the room, spotting the arrangement of objects and the carefully written note in Lilythe's neat handwriting.

The sound of the door closing and being locked echoed around the quiet room. He then began to talk as he moved around to the note "sneaking into other cabins and stealing hearts, whatever will the Hermes cabin get up to next."

He took the moment to read down the note and was glad of the blindfold over Lilythe's eyes as he blushed. He looked over the various toys to get an idea what Lilythe had in mind; he looked over the assortment like handcuffs and crops along with the blindfold and the outfit that clung delicately to her curves.

He sat on the edge of the bed and landed a gentle kiss on her lips. "Happy Birthday lithe..." and with careful motions took a first pair of handcuffs and locked her wrist to the corner of the bed. Click... click...

Azrael realised how he was describing the other camp "It's more of a place to visit, they get called up by wolves instead of satyrs and are a bit more Latin so not exactly the same start as is greeks. One day it could be a fun trip though." He thought about the similarities of the camps and that if they were going to stop the old rivalries springing up then they would need to make sure it was more than just the grown ups who visited.

When Derrick mentioned the hydra he realised that it was probably a bit much to scare the youth. "I mean my shoulder at least was... I was just glad some of the other defenders were there to chop its head off.. I know James would say its not the right tactic but I am glad they made the exception." He smiled trying to lighten the situation "a bit hard to fight with two daggers with only one arm.."

As they talked through the plans of axe throwing Azrael took the time to explain his thoughts on a plan. "Of course we can put it together, some good fallen wood, some solid netting and some good fixable targets and we can get started. Plus if you want to give it a paint job we can make sure it looks good too." He was glad to have a project to keep him busy and to better get in touch with his half brother.

"I think there is enough space out back for it. Might even be able to talk the rest of the cabin into giving it a go once we have it built." He would have to be careful throwing axes around but part of why they were there was training and if they had a little fun along the way, so be it.

Azrael keeps quiet as Vee makes her big entrance, sorting drinks and letting the others talk as he puts out the weird fruit juice and liquor combo shots that Lilythe had suggested. His quiet smile as he put out the coupe of shots on the counter and looked over to Vienna.

She had been another part that he hadn't realized how much he had missed until she had made it back, all the times they had grown up running around the camp, looking at the older campers and realizing how they had somehow survived to adulthood - a distinct change form what was expected back in the days they had all arrived here.
He thought back to the number of times he had just about managed to track Vienna down to confide in or just check she was keeping on surviving the party life back in New Rome, he hoped she could find a place here - would probably be good for her. but that was for another time - tonight was a party.

Azrael stayed behind the bar smiling, then he waited for the barrage of questions to die down before checking in - "Whats your drink of choice tonight then Vee?"

Azrael  looked up at Shadow as he mentioned him.. maybe not by name but at least by role. He smiled at the comment, sure they hadn't made any commitments, anything as they went but he felt that connection with her, be he would never have expected Shadow of all people to acknowledge that. Maybe it was like Liliythe had tried to tell him, he had turned over a new leaf and was looking at a fresh start at the camp. Who knows maybe they could find anything beyond the birthday girl to agree on one day. "Maybe some time around the son of the luck goddess" looking over at James with Larissa "or just the luck of the continental fey" smiling at Killian "But I don't think I could be more fortunate at the moment" Seeing Liliythe giving her customary smirk and the comment of "bartenders choice", Azrael moved to start the drinks flowing.

Azrael pulled a small handful of coffee beans and dropped a couple in loosely along the line of large shot glasses.. he then turned and took a bottle of Sambuca from behind the bar twisting the lid off and away. He took the time to run bottle across the run of glasses limiting the spills but making sure the spectacle was impressive. The main part of the act was to run a lit burner torch over the top of the row, setting each on fire with a small blue flame. He hoped he had timed this just about right and if so this would be the least of the spectacles, he had always known Vee @ Vienna Pimm  loved to make a big entrance - maybe he could set the scene...

He took the time to distribute the ten glasses among the nine of them at the party, one solitary flaming glass left on the counter.

"A toast!" he said raising the faming shot up for dramatic purposes "For the friends we value and keep around us, those who have fallen along the way and the ones that are out there fighting the good fight." he looked down at the lone shot glass "..but most to the lady of the hour, the heart of the camp, Miss Lilythe Rayne!" as he finished up speaking he made sure all could see to put a hand over to snuff out the flame first before taking the shot, the heavy anise taste hitting hard and then chewing on the coffee bean from the bottom.

45

Azrael nodded as the ares camper finished up her routine. "That is kind of the idea. Fixed movements to keep training routines and to build muscle memory, learning moves that you can flow into and out of. The trick is looking ahead of the blade once those moves sink into your reflexes." 

She seemed to be a professional at the style and the movement so he avoided giving too many pointers as much as analyzing the style itself. He took the time to recall as much as he could of the steps... "Lets see.. two weapon style, specializing in movement and bladed motion over strong defenses and looking for opportunity strikes in transit over forced killing blows."

It was impressive, flourishing and very frantic and a tough as hell one to fight alongside in the field - he chose not to add these insights into the conversation as much though, it was a good solid workout and built a lot on active strike maneuvers.

As the conversation moved to the plans for classes he nodded as she mentioned the plans. "Hoping to get there soon enough. I am taking the time to build up to it, both in the tools" he said tapping a knuckle against the front plate of armor as well as looking over the weapons selection "and also the plans for teaching. The campers have a good variety of skills even within a cabin - seems like it will take a lot to make sure they gel."

He looked over at her and realized it was a good opportunity to gauge the campers current routines "So how often do you go through your training?"

Azrael nodded over to the recently made up dark moon cocktails, on a tray were four glasses of a dark cocktail, over ice with a swirl of light visible, the pitcher with the last of the mix to one side, there was a space with the ringed outline where the one Azrael sipped from had been. Shadow always had a way of pushing against any gesture, positive or not, and it didn't even seem to be conscious as much as pulled by the fates - if you put one thing in front of him he would pick the opposite. He let out a breath and tried to let it wash over him. his thoughts and words echoing through his mind.. will not seek petty arguments with the man..

 "I pulled together a rum coffee dark blend for the night owl cabin, but I should be able to mix you up another" he held his tongue to not avoid adding eyed to its title. "green monster". It was about that time that Lilythe made her way up to the bar and suggested shots. "once I get this round sorted first though" he said with a smile.

Azrael took the time to count out and setup ten shot glasses, lining them up edge to edge across the bar in front of them ready to pour into. He thought through the various options to pull from the assortment, something simple spirit, maybe the spectacle of some sambuca with the coffee beans, some kind of mixed shot of flavours. But he had been slowly learning to let Lithe make her own decisions so made sure as to give her the choice..

He spoke up loudly as the latest song faded form the radio "Shots all round for the lady of the hour! What are we pouring?" he asked Lilythe expectantly..

Azrael took the moment to nod about how he was doing "I am doing well" he smiled as Killian mentioned having his back "There will be no trouble from my part, I can swear to it. Though another reason not to try to match you even without your god given right to out last me.." he leaned over himself and lowered his voice "Might want to pull another stool over for the lady" He finished up preparing the Hecate drinks peace offering and asked "So what can i fix for you?" as much as a distraction - he was trying to work himself up to trying to bury the hatchet with the Hecate group.. well more Shadow in particular. 

The words he had given came back to him 'will try to find that common ground' he only hoped he could. But for now he could sort these two out with a drink, about the only respite he would have before he would need to get this over with. He left Willow and Killian to settle and waited either for a suitable pause or the need to throw the man a life line. He would at least be able to pitch in and ask her about a drink, Lilythe had made sure there were a good selection, alcoholic and not. He picked up one of the dark glasses and took a sip and had to resist following Killian's example and down the rest of the contents.

This was going to be a long and tough night.....

Back to 72!

While chatting away with Killian, Azrael starts to pull together a pitcher to combine some more drinks, this time a dark coffee based mixture over ice. recipe 

He couldn't help his eyes trailing across to the various Hecate cabin members, he was trying to be better at speaking to them, working with them. especially Shadow by special request from the birthday girl. He started to pull glasses filling them will ice to cool them down then returning to the pitcher with a coffee liqueur and some rum. He gently added some coke to the mix, limiting its frothing and then took the time to load the four glasses with the mix.

This one seemed to be pretty accurate to the Hecate lot, a bit of caffeine, a bit of a kick and a bit of mystery. he thought as he put the splash of cream in to provide the mist that swirled through. He had enjoyed the times he had caught up with Vienna, sure about the best way to find her had been through the party trail but he had played bartender over there as well and gotten to enjoy himself away from the guard duties and the stream of essays, but he had always been thinking about her he though as his eyes slid back to Lilythe entertaining the guests as they arrived.

Pushing the tray over a little and waving to the Twins he pointed down at the set of drinks as if by a kind of invitation. Elton John and the Riddler, impressive costumes and very flashy. He smiled as he kept listening to his friend at the bar and enjoying the atmosphere.

Azrael was busily fitting the some new dummies into the area, they looked like they were padded to allow for some strikes from blades and were in some of the more dented cast off Greek armor that was used around the camp. He had a good selection of weaponry out and was running through the basic steps of seeing how easily they could connect, either against the breast plate or into the padded sides of the dummy.

It did not take long for him to notice the steps the Ares camper was taking, he knew they were fierce and ruthless in combat as he had seen over the years, combined with acrobatic training and rigorous muscle memory would allow that to excel. He could also see that these were the kind of students that would be difficult to find inroads to teach. He knew he would have to find methods of training those where raw skill would only get him so far. His mind raced through strike training, weapon theory, variation of blades as he watched the sword kata play out.

Still for now he was just preparing his elements of the arena before he worked out how his new role would work. As Mei Lin ran through her routine Azrael took note of the steps but made no actions to interrupt and kept working through the task at hand.