olympian_elf:

 Kael had been more quiet and insular than usual upon their return from Olympus. The day had been won though hard fought, but Kael was not in any mood to celebrate. Kael was in the training room fighting a copy of the being he fought on Olympus, the Flame. This version, while formidable, was not quite the equal of the real thing. The computer said something about "safety protocols" when he tried to give his opponent equivalent power. So Kael had to settle for what he could get. He spent a long time just going back and forth with his adversary, He was bruised and bleeding, but nothing too serious,

Kael remembered being there..the home of his father. He remembered seeing Zeus..and how the arrogant bastard dismissed them all after they saved his kingdom. So that was how Olympus was represented. This was the other side of his heritage!? Kael roared in rage, attacking his faux-enemy with absolute fury. he barely registered that his opponent's sword-arm was cleaved off. His swords were dropped as he knocked the enemy to the ground and proceeded to punch it continuously, screaming in the language of the Dark Elves.

got_the_touch:

"Pass the pretzels." Mason murmurs to Alex, his eyes transfixed on the hockey game on tv. By all rights, Jordie should be present, given the teams playing, but he'll have to settle for the DVR.