Beating them off (Enubia)

[Leon]

WITH A STICK!

Seriousely he had to RUN AWAY from the girls. He used his charm and it hit too many females at one time. It's dangerouse being able to infatuate the opposite sex with the literal glow from your eyes. So while he ran from them he grabbed a stick from a tree in the courtyard and started hitting them with it to get them to let go when they caught him.

Finally rounding the corner into the library he lost the large group of screaming women. He peered around the corner with his back to the library wondering when it would be safe.

[Delilah A. Black]

Delilah, who had been bent at the waist and tuning up an expensive amplifier to her own preferance. The volume knob was still loose and not working properly. Hearing footsteps, she straightened and looked over her shoulder, only to see a man...with a stick? She blinked in surprise and chuckled, the old maxim coming to mind; "You'll have to beat 'em with a stick to get em off."

"Havoc?" she asked the man conversationally, pulling the strap of her overalls back up and brushing a bang out of her eyes.

[Leon]

His six foot 3 figure had been dressed in his usual green colors. A green long sleeved hoody, and a forest green pair of cargo pants. Even green and black shoes. Artemis told him Green accented his faciel features, so he grew into it. His hair was a combination of red and brown almost making it look like fire sprouting from his head, and his eyes where also brown. He heard a voice... A FEMALE voice behind him ask a question.

"Havoc?"

At this he spun around and raised his stick for combat, only to realize this female had not been with the others. His head would go back breathing in and then fall forward letting out a long winded sigh.

"More like Hades."

He put the stick through one of the belt loops in case the females found him again, it seemed to be a good weapon for keeping them at bey.

[Delilah A. Black]

She studied the man for a moment and raised an eyebrow. He was obviously very jumpy. Familiar with the reference of Hades to Hell, she thought nothing of it. "And how exactly was this hell raised, mm? Something you did?" she gestured vaguely to teh group of girls a few hundred yards away huddled together and talking excitedly.

[Leon]

"Well I just wanted to get the name of one of them and she resisted, so I used my charm, and it hit too many girls at one time."

He could explain it, but he didn't know how without explaining who he was. So he'd try to leave it at that. Though whenever girls, esspecially if they are attractive ask him a question he's... Emplied to answer correctly.

[Delilah A. Black]

She raised an elegant eyebrow and shrugged. "Oookay then... mind explaining that?" she aksed, bending back over to work on the amplifier, listening at the same time.

[Leon]

"Erm... I'd need you to look at my eyes."

Now if she did His eyes woulc seem to glow and she would undoubtedly be pulled into it. It was a short burst and he then went to question.

"Whats your name?"

With his charm on he'd wait for her next answer and then turn off his charm, though it didn't work on the hormone crazed teenage females in the hall it may work on her, by turning it off.

"If you heard the stories, I'm Dion Regen, or was better known a while back as Dionysus."

[Delilah A. Black]

A small alarm bell going off at his request, she straightened. She had asked, curiosity kill her, and the answer was right there. The moment she looked into his eyes, her mind went blank, and a crimsion hue crept over her cheeks. Without even really thinking of what she was saying, she replied, "Delilah...Adele Black..." Suddenly the glow from his eyes faded, and Delilah shook her head rapidly from side to side, clearing her head of those thoughts. She blinked at the name. "Dionysus? As in the greek God?

[Leon]

Dion looked down a bit, checking the hall way before looking back up. He was unsure if that was a retoricle question or sarcasm, but he nodded. He then ebgan to explain.

"I had some problems seperating fact from fiction and thought I actually was the greek god Dionysus."

He was unsure of how this person would react, it'd be strange for sure, because other had done so before. Maybe she'd laugh at him or something, but it really didn't matter. Hey if they got past this they could be friends, and new friends where always a good thing, right?

[Delilah A. Black]

Delilah's eyebrows furrowed. "I see..." She thought about this for a moment. Dionysus was the god of wine, agriculture, and fertility of nature, and the patron gos of the Greek theatre. Wasn't he also fond of peace? She sat doen then, on her amplifier, still not fixed quite to her liking. That could wait. "And what led you to believe this?"

[Leon]

Dionysus grabbed a seat from near by attempting to stay out of view of the girls if they came running back this way. He closed his eyes for a minute and then decided to some questions. Though he doubted it would be polite not to.

"My father; who was named after the thunder god himself, actually believed, he was in fact, Zeus. He pulled me into the dream by naming me Dionysus."

Dion made a small gesture with his hand towards himself when he spoke of how he was drawn into the fake reality he shared with most of his family.

[Delilah A. Black]

Delilah's dark brows drew together again and she thought she understood...vaguely. "Okay...so your father brought you up thinking that you were Dionysus..." she was silent, and then spoke again. "Is your family, by any chance, full of nut-jobs?"

[Leon]

"Haha, yeah, my mom thought she was Hera, my uncles believed themselves to be Hades, and Poseidon. They where pretty much all crazy... Except my half uncle. He was this schools supervisor at one time. Mr. Zack Asiv."

Dion was enjoying this little chat. Seemed she was open minded... Enough. She had accepted the fact he thought he was a greek god at one point, but was skepticle of their mental health. Which wasn't bad, just the way she put it made Dion laugh. Remembering how dumb he acted when he thought he was Dionysus.

[Delilah A. Black]

Delilah nodded as she listened to his explanation, and raised an eyebrow when he mentioned Mr. Asiv. Her eyebrows drew together again, ever so slightly. "I remember...I wasn't here when it happened, but apparently, he died saving the kids in the school?" She thought a moment more; that was the ONLY detail she knew. "Why would he want to save a school full of drug paraphenallia and violence?"