Helena Mavery

Hey There Mister

Michael sighed. “If you need help, you can just ask me you know. But if you do anything illegal around me, I might end up back in jail. And that would suck." He smiled a little. 

"What do you deem illegal?" Helena asked with an impish smile. “And how far do you count as illegal? Oh… I saw this pretty little bird the other day. What was her name..? Oh! That’s right, Willows. Claudia Willows. She’s a cop… a very good one. Almost caught me grabbing a bite to eat yesterday."

Michael smiled at her. “It doesn’t matter what I count as illegal. If it’s in the law, I’ll go straight back behind bars." He stood up a little straighter as she mentioned Claudia. “Yeah, you should look out for her, she’s bright." he smiled and looked into the air. “And beautiful," he added. 

"Oh that’s safe," Helena muttered. “Being sweet on a cop? That can be dangerous."  Helena smirk became even more dangerous and devilish. “How sweet on her are you, Michael? Does she rev your engine?"

Michael raised an eyebrow and hid a small smile. “Is that really any of Your business?" He clearened his throat and looked straight at her. “And how is it dangerous to be with a cop when I’m not doing anything wrong?"

"Well... " Helena murmured. "What if you slip? What if she decides.... she doesn't want the risk..." Helena didn't know how much Claudia cared for Michael. There was no way Claudia was leaving him.

Hello Miss... Can I talk to you about demigods?|Closed RP

Helena finished eating before she opened the book to the page with the Minotaur on it. “Last time I said it’s name…" Helena whispered, “It broke down a hotel room door and nearly killed me. Those things are dangerous and scary as hell!" 

Angie raised her eyebrows in surprise. “And just why are you chasing a…" She cut off. If what the girl said was true about saying its name, she certainly didn’t want a Minotaur in the living room. “Alright, well, if it does find you, the wards should keep it out…" At least, she hoped so.

"Other way around..." Helena whispered. "He... was after me. Trying to kill me...." Helena leaned on Angie's table as she sighed. "Besides, it almost killed me twice."

Hey There Mister

Michael sighed. “If you need help, you can just ask me you know. But if you do anything illegal around me, I might end up back in jail. And that would suck." He smiled a little. 

"What do you deem illegal?" Helena asked with an impish smile. “And how far do you count as illegal? Oh… I saw this pretty little bird the other day. What was her name..? Oh! That’s right, Willows. Claudia Willows. She’s a cop… a very good one. Almost caught me grabbing a bite to eat yesterday."

Michael smiled at her. “It doesn’t matter what I count as illegal. If it’s in the law, I’ll go straight back behind bars." He stood up a little straighter as she mentioned Claudia. “Yeah, you should look out for her, she’s bright." he smiled and looked into the air. “And beautiful," he added. 

"Oh that's safe," Helena muttered. "Being sweet on a cop? That can be dangerous."  Helena smirk became even more dangerous and devilish. "How sweet on her are you, Michael? Does she rev your engine?"

Hello Miss... Can I talk to you about demigods?|Closed RP

"Greek myth monsters…." Helena said as she nearly inhaled the pasta. “You know… um… well I can’t say what they are. Usually you say their name and it’s like a homing beacon." Helena dug in and nearly at all of the leftover pasta in under five minutes. She kept leaning over to see if someone was going to attack her or her meal. She didn’t know when the next one would be.

Angie watched her carefully, feeling a twinge of sympathy for the girl. She knew what it was like to go a few days without food. She walked over to a bookshelf and scanned it for a minute before pulling a book out and placing it on the counter. It was about Greek myths. “Find it in there and show me."

Helena finished eating before she opened the book to the page with the Minotaur on it. "Last time I said it's name..." Helena whispered, "It broke down a hotel room door and nearly killed me. Those things are dangerous and scary as hell!" 

Oh This is YOUR Hotel?| Closed RP with Peter Hansen

Peter looked at her a bit shocked. She had kissed him. ”O..Okey” He just said a bit strange as he scratched his backhead. This he was not used to.

"You gotta get your mind in a more... confident place," Helena told him. "I can help you with that.  I think you're an awesome guy, Peter... really I do."

Hey There Mister

Michael sighed. “If you need help, you can just ask me you know. But if you do anything illegal around me, I might end up back in jail. And that would suck." He smiled a little. 

"What do you deem illegal?" Helena asked with an impish smile. "And how far do you count as illegal? Oh... I saw this pretty little bird the other day. What was her name..? Oh! That's right, Willows. Claudia Willows. She's a cop... a very good one. Almost caught me grabbing a bite to eat yesterday."

Oh This is YOUR Hotel?| Closed RP with Peter Hansen

  "No…" Helena chuckled. “No, no, no… no one deserves to be alone. Regardless of what they’ve done… Chiron would’ve told you that… Am I right? Its too hard to do all of that on your own… don’t you have friends?"

Peter looked at her. ”I have friends. Many of them. One is from the future. Another is a mage.. I have a friend that is my fir.. Is a painter. And i have others too” He smiled ”One is the famouse detective Sherlock Holmes” He laughed some more ”And yes people shouldn’t be alone”

Helena noticed the one. “One is your fire..?" Helena asked. “But you changed it… which means you two have something…" Her face betrayed the fact that she had the urge to kick this other girl to kingdom come as her cheeks turned pink. Peter wasn’t bad looking… and he could understand her… but he had someone else. Helena then turned to smile at him. “Does she make you happy?"

Peter looked at her and shook his head. ”I don’t know” He said simply ”It was before i lost my memories. We where a couple. but after that.. We let eachoter go. My heart has been aching. But i don’t know why. Since i don’t have those memories. But she is no longer my fire. That fire is extinct. Now all i have is hot coal burning me from the inside.”

Helena leaned in and gave him a peck on the lips. She stayed close for a second. "S-Sorry..." Helena whispered. "But know that you are never alone... and you can ignite that flame again."

Oh This is YOUR Hotel?| Closed RP with Peter Hansen

  "No…" Helena chuckled. “No, no, no… no one deserves to be alone. Regardless of what they’ve done… Chiron would’ve told you that… Am I right? Its too hard to do all of that on your own… don’t you have friends?"

Peter looked at her. ”I have friends. Many of them. One is from the future. Another is a mage.. I have a friend that is my fir.. Is a painter. And i have others too” He smiled ”One is the famouse detective Sherlock Holmes” He laughed some more ”And yes people shouldn’t be alone”

Helena noticed the one. "One is your fire..?" Helena asked. "But you changed it... which means you two have something..." Her face betrayed the fact that she had the urge to kick this other girl to kingdom come as her cheeks turned pink. Peter wasn't bad looking... and he could understand her... but he had someone else. Helena then turned to smile at him. "Does she make you happy?"

"Fucking score!" Helena rejoiced slightly as she went and grabbed a coke. “Obviously you’re Hephaestus’s kid… look at the place. This… This is bad ass. I’m Hermes daughter…and boy, if my siblings got a hold of this place…. you’d be shit outta luck and broke…"

Peter snorted ”They have tried. Shit out of luck they became” He grinned ”Iknow hermes kids wants my tech.. But they can’t” He said simply.. ”I got my defences” He leaned back on the couch. ”This is Folkvagners forge hotel. Build by camp half blood”

"Well fine then…" Helena said as she brought him over a Coke and sat by his feet. She smiled at him as she offered him the second Coke. “So why are you living all by yourself? In a suite like this? That’s no fun!"

Peter looked at her ”Well.. I kinda didn’t before after what i heard” He said calmly ”But i lost my memories. So i am alone again. It is for the best. I don’t understand why. But i became a god and almost destroyed the world”

"Hey…" Helena interjected as she turned a tad bit pink as she looked at him directly in the eyes. "No one deserves to be alone, Peter. No one… It’s just… everyone needs someone. A companion, a lover, a friend… Being alone is well… not good. Maybe I can stay for a bit and help you remember a bit about Camp Half Blood?"

Peter looked at her ”Well. I did something bad i think.” He said ”I guess it’s a nice punishment in the end” He leaned back again. looking at her.”This hotel is a sanctuary for demigods and other supernatural. If you want to stay you are welcome. Just don’t start a fight. This is Englands only sanctuary for demigods in the heart of London

"No..." Helena chuckled. "No, no, no... no one deserves to be alone. Regardless of what they've done... Chiron would've told you that... Am I right? Its too hard to do all of that on your own... don't you have friends?"

Michael raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms over her chest. “You know you could’ve just knocked?" he said with a slightly intimidating voice. “And you should know better than trying to break into the home of a guy who just got out of prison." 

"I was going to… eventually," Helena smirked. “My name’s Helena… and you are a devilishly handsome former criminal. How… intriguing?" Helena smiled an impish smile as she got closer. “Say… what did ya get locked up for, sweetie?"

Michael looked at her, not amused at all. “Michael James. And it depends on which time I was locked up," he said with a smirk. “And don’t call me handsome, please."

"Why not?" Helena asked. “Honesty is the best policy…so to speak. Hey, do you have any soda? I like Coke… Also, besides that… what girl has you on a ball and chain where you can’t stand other women flirting with you?"

Michael shrugged. “I don’t have much in my flat. Just moved in," he admitted. “And it’s not because I’m involved with someone else. I just don’t like you." 

"Hey now…" Helena said as she raised her hands, “You know I’m just doing this to survive. Now, before any monsters show up and hurt anyone, could you please get me some food? I don’t particularly like to starve…"

Michael smirked a little and crossed his arms again. “Well, since you’re asking so nicely," he said with a sigh. “Come on, I know of a good cafe not far from here." He looked at her seriously. “But behave, no more breaking in or trying to steal stuff."

"Hey..." Helena said as she gave him a pointed look, "I'll behave but there is no guarantee I'm not going to steal something. When you're on the run... and you have no money... it's hard to live. And I can't stay in one place too long."

Hello Miss... Can I talk to you about demigods?|Closed RP

"Well I uh…" Helena started out, “I may or may not be currently being followed by a…uh… monster…" Helena shot her an apologetic and sad smile. “I’m also kinda hungry… h-haven’t eaten in four days. Kinda makes you do irrational things."

Angie raised an eyebrow and just looked at her for a minute before going into the small kitchenette. “Like getting involved with monsters at your age?" She pulled some leftover pasta out and passed it to her, making sure to put the wards back up like Will had taught her. “Exactly what kind of monster is after you, and why?"

"Greek myth monsters...." Helena said as she nearly inhaled the pasta. "You know... um... well I can't say what they are. Usually you say their name and it's like a homing beacon." Helena dug in and nearly at all of the leftover pasta in under five minutes. She kept leaning over to see if someone was going to attack her or her meal. She didn't know when the next one would be.

"Fucking score!" Helena rejoiced slightly as she went and grabbed a coke. “Obviously you’re Hephaestus’s kid… look at the place. This… This is bad ass. I’m Hermes daughter…and boy, if my siblings got a hold of this place…. you’d be shit outta luck and broke…"

Peter snorted ”They have tried. Shit out of luck they became” He grinned ”Iknow hermes kids wants my tech.. But they can’t” He said simply.. ”I got my defences” He leaned back on the couch. ”This is Folkvagners forge hotel. Build by camp half blood”

"Well fine then…" Helena said as she brought him over a Coke and sat by his feet. She smiled at him as she offered him the second Coke. “So why are you living all by yourself? In a suite like this? That’s no fun!"

Peter looked at her ”Well.. I kinda didn’t before after what i heard” He said calmly ”But i lost my memories. So i am alone again. It is for the best. I don’t understand why. But i became a god and almost destroyed the world”

"Hey..." Helena interjected as she turned a tad bit pink as she looked at him directly in the eyes. "No one deserves to be alone, Peter. No one... It's just... everyone needs someone. A companion, a lover, a friend... Being alone is well... not good. Maybe I can stay for a bit and help you remember a bit about Camp Half Blood?"

Hello Miss... Can I talk to you about demigods?|Closed RP

"Um… My name’s Helena," Helena responded as she saw something that caught her eye from across the room. She smirked a devilish kind of smile as she looked at it. “Helena Mavery… daughter of Hermes, at your service."

Angie raised an eyebrow and followed her gaze, not sure what she was looking at. “Brilliant, another demigod." she muttered. “So…what, are you looking for Peter or something? And any particular reason you locked my door?"

"Well I uh..." Helena started out, "I may or may not be currently being followed by a...uh... monster..." Helena shot her an apologetic and sad smile. "I'm also kinda hungry... h-haven't eaten in four days. Kinda makes you do irrational things."

Michael raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms over her chest. “You know you could’ve just knocked?" he said with a slightly intimidating voice. “And you should know better than trying to break into the home of a guy who just got out of prison." 

"I was going to… eventually," Helena smirked. “My name’s Helena… and you are a devilishly handsome former criminal. How… intriguing?" Helena smiled an impish smile as she got closer. “Say… what did ya get locked up for, sweetie?"

Michael looked at her, not amused at all. “Michael James. And it depends on which time I was locked up," he said with a smirk. “And don’t call me handsome, please."

"Why not?" Helena asked. “Honesty is the best policy…so to speak. Hey, do you have any soda? I like Coke… Also, besides that… what girl has you on a ball and chain where you can’t stand other women flirting with you?"

Michael shrugged. “I don’t have much in my flat. Just moved in," he admitted. “And it’s not because I’m involved with someone else. I just don’t like you." 

"Hey now..." Helena said as she raised her hands, "You know I'm just doing this to survive. Now, before any monsters show up and hurt anyone, could you please get me some food? I don't particularly like to starve..."

"Fucking score!" Helena rejoiced slightly as she went and grabbed a coke. “Obviously you’re Hephaestus’s kid… look at the place. This… This is bad ass. I’m Hermes daughter…and boy, if my siblings got a hold of this place…. you’d be shit outta luck and broke…"

Peter snorted ”They have tried. Shit out of luck they became” He grinned ”Iknow hermes kids wants my tech.. But they can’t” He said simply.. ”I got my defences” He leaned back on the couch. ”This is Folkvagners forge hotel. Build by camp half blood”

"Well fine then..." Helena said as she brought him over a Coke and sat by his feet. She smiled at him as she offered him the second Coke. "So why are you living all by yourself? In a suite like this? That's no fun!"

Michael raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms over her chest. “You know you could’ve just knocked?" he said with a slightly intimidating voice. “And you should know better than trying to break into the home of a guy who just got out of prison." 

"I was going to… eventually," Helena smirked. “My name’s Helena… and you are a devilishly handsome former criminal. How… intriguing?" Helena smiled an impish smile as she got closer. “Say… what did ya get locked up for, sweetie?"

Michael looked at her, not amused at all. “Michael James. And it depends on which time I was locked up," he said with a smirk. “And don’t call me handsome, please."

"Why not?" Helena asked. "Honesty is the best policy...so to speak. Hey, do you have any soda? I like Coke... Also, besides that... what girl has you on a ball and chain where you can't stand other women flirting with you?"