Erebus

[shadxwbxy]

HERO INFORMATION:

name :   elijah williams

hero alias:  erebus

age :   twenty-seven

gender :   male

sexual orientation:   pansexual

role in fortitude hall :   mentor  

affiliation :   tantalus initiative (the dark children) 

faceclaim :   tryiq withers

positive attribute :   funny, charming, laidback

negative attribute :   unforgiving, callous, blunt

POWER LISTING:

primary power:     umbrakinesis - the ability to control and manipulate shadows and darkness 

secondary powers:  shadow teleportation - able to teleport through shadows. by fully enveloping himself in shadows he can teleport through darkness max record distance is 300 ft.      /     shadow constructs - the ability to make tangible shadow mele and simple ranged weapons.  limitations:     well he was control over shadows he can not create them. well lit areas and the day time make him useless. he also tends to get migraines if he is in direct light for too long. 

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ORIGIN AND NORMAL LIFE:

description on file :   elijah was one of the few people that made it through the dark children protocol with limited scaring.  originally his powers where used to spy on the people wanting to stop the program. once the program was taken down he was taken in by fortitude hall and trained to use his powers for hero work. mainly working at night and for missions where its best to be unseen. he spends part time teaching the students that are interested in spy work.  

behind the hero :   being one with the shadows make him more of a night owl. his cover job is a bartender at a bar he uses to gather intel for criminal activity around the city. elijah also loves night clubs and parting till the sun rises. he also has a lot of reports in her personal file since he cant help but sleep with people he finds hot. 

NSFW Information Position: verse top Size: 10in uncut.

[khaosmeme]

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[umbrahalo]

Elias shifted the box easily in his arms, adjusting the weight against his hip as if it were nothing. It wasn’t heavy—just awkward—but he didn’t mind the excuse to help. Elijah’s relieved exhale didn’t go unnoticed; neither did the way he rubbed his shoulder, just dramatic enough to be intentional. Elias’ mouth twitched, amused.

“You don’t owe me anything,” he replied softly, though the warmth in his tone suggested he wasn’t immune to being charmed. “But if you insist on repayment, I won’t say no to fries later.”

He stepped aside to let Elijah walk through the doorway first, falling into an easy pace beside him. Elijah had a magnetic confidence about him—handsome, all posture and presence—and Elias could feel the faint ripple of charisma rolling off him. It was almost enough to nudge his Lightweave into a low hum beneath his skin.

“Moving late makes sense,” Elias said, his voice tuned to gentle conversation rather than interrogation. “The job never respects the calendar. Or sleep. Or sanity.”

He let Elijah’s laugh settle between them before answering the question.

“Yes. Mentor.” He glanced over, expression open and unthreatening. “Elias Rowan. I teach Emotional Dynamics and some covert applications.”

He shifted the box lightly. “And you?”

Elias studied him with quiet curiosity—enough to show interest, not enough to feel invasive. There was something seasoned in Elijah’s posture, something that didn’t match the fresh-start chaos of most newcomers.

“You walk like someone who’s done this before,” Elias added, voice dipping just slightly. “Hero work… and the weight that comes with it.”

[shadxwbxy]

There was no lie on the other's face he knew what Eli was up to. But, since he wasn't called out there was no reason to offer some half ass excuse. He was taking the help and offering a repayment above and beyond if you asked him. It was just one box after all. "Fires it is not like you won't know where i sleep to make sure i'm good for it." Most of the mentors stayed in the same hall they would run into each other sometime now there was a reason to it. His steps easy as they moved conversation easy to carry. "Elijah and it seems we have some overlap i also teach covert missions and focus on more undercover work. I also help with some deprograming stuff." when you had the experience might as well us it.

"Oh no this is not new to me at all." He was never one to shy about his past. "You ever hear of the dark children and the tantalus?" a small pause for the information to sink in. "was trained by them since before i could remember really switched here when it was closed down."

"what about you this new to you?"

[solsolsolitude]

"Good. That's something I try to encourage most staff to do. It's nice to have a place outside of the hero stuff. Helps to keep things from getting out of hand. And I hope hero work does stop to at least sleep."

He chuckles, and continues following Elijah off the elevator toward his campus place.

"I don't want it to be said that I'm a bad boss. A stern one, maybe but not bad."

He pushes the door open but doesn't step inside, not wanting to invade the space.

[shadxwbxy]

"Thats why i own the bar." it was nice break from being out in the field. Not that he minded the work he was used to it given his background. "even if i do use it for intel from time to time." "I don't think i've heard any one say you are bad at anything being a boss or otherwise." a small laugh as the other stopped out side of his door. "Oh you can come in promise its not like any of the other dark children places no traps." His other place sure but here too many people had a real reason to stop by.

[solsolsolitude]

Abraham chuckles as he follows Elijah.

"It's alright, Elijah. We know not every mentor can be old men like Janus and me. And it does seem so, which is good. Better to have happy super powered people than not."

He pushes the elevator button and lets Elijah enter first.

"Is this all you're bringing in or do you need a few more trips? I'm happy to help carry stuff."

[shadxwbxy]

"hero work stops for no one" he wasn't sure how many mentors kept up their outside jobs but he knew he would go crazy if he didn't . He smiled as he walked into the elevator glad he didn't have to fumble for the button as he held the box awkwardly. "oh this is all of it i moved some clothes in already i still have my place above my bar." His old training made having a second base something he couldn't get rid of. "thanks for the offer and opening doors for me"

[umbrahalo]

Elias heard the call before he saw him—his senses catching the edge of strained effort, mild frustration, and a thread of humor woven underneath. When he finally turned, his gaze landed on a striking figure pushing through the crowd: tall, built, all sharp lines and smooth confidence, with the same effortlessly handsome features and honey-warm charm —the kind of man people should have been lining up to help.

Instead, he was carrying a box half his size like it was both too light and too annoying to deal with.

Elias stepped forward without hesitation. Lightweave flickered invisibly across his palm as he pushed the door open with perfect timing.

“You don’t need to bribe me with fries,” Elias said, voice low and even, a touch amused. “But I definitely won’t turn them down.”

He held the door wider, then extended a hand toward the box—open, steady, offering help without demanding it.

“Here,” he added, eyes skimming over Elijah’s tense grip, the shift of weight in his shoulders, the impatient set of his mouth. “Let me take that before you blow out your back… or before someone bumps into you and sends you into the pool.”

A small, crooked smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

“First day scramble?”

[shadxwbxy]

When the box was taken from him he had to admit he was thankful for the reprieve. The box was more annoying then straining but the relief was still welcomed by Elijah. "Thanks, but now i really should offer you something since you are taking the box for me." really playing up thankful, and a little weak man as he moved a hand to rub at his shoulder. Instinct told him to get all that he could out of the man. "a little i should have moved in a lot sooner but hero work is never on a schedule." he spoke with laugh as he looked at the man. "Are you a mentor as well?" Elijah figured that wasn't a strange first question. He had assumed this class would at least look younger then he was but a lot of them looked to be his age if not a little older. Very few of them where younger then him but again hero work was never straight forward.

[solsolsolitude]

Abraham had just been stepping out of the building and immediately grabs the door before it can shut all the way. He chuckles at the promise.

"I'm more of a hash-brown guy myself but fries are very tempting."

Abraham's made it a point to learn the faces of most if not all of the staff and especially the mentors. Especially considering a good chunk of the student body is older than some of the mentors too, he can't just rely on who looks older.

He watches Elijah step into the building then follows him, offering to help with other doors.

[shadxwbxy]

"Do they make hashbrowns outside of breakfast." Elijah really hadn't tried to get them and he was very rarely up for breakfast to the foods where not the ones he reached for. Then he registered the face of the man that was looking at him. Oh it was the headmaster. Well now this had become far more embarrassing then it was before. "sorry for doing this while all the students are here didn't think they would be the same ages as the mentors." really he had no idea how the ages would work out hero work wasn't always straight forward. "It does seem like the students are having fun"

[heavenbit]

Holland's jaw tensed at the memory that had crept in uninvited, that godawful dating show. The producers had been so proud of themselves for casting a trans man, like it was revolutionary instead of exploitative. The way the host kept emphasizing "male valkyrie" like he was some kind of exotic specimen still made his skin crawl. He shook it off, refocusing on the chaos of move-in day. At least hauling furniture and breaking up testosterone-fueled posturing between overconfident freshmen was better than subjecting himself to another mind-numbing meet-and-greet where people asked the same three questions about valkyries.

"Hey can you get that door for me? Promise I'll get you some fries from the food court."

Holland glanced up from where he'd been helping an overwhelmed freshman figure out which building was actually his. The voice came from a guy juggling a box that looked like it was about to betray him at any second, trying to push through a knot of students who were too busy on their phones to notice. "Yeah, hang on."

Holland jogged over, catching the door and holding it open with his hip. He reached out instinctively to steady the bottom corner of the box that was sagging. "Careful, you've got something sliding." Up close, the guy looked like he'd been on the road, that particular kind of worn-in that came from traveling light and living out of bags. Holland recognized it because he'd seen it in the mirror often enough before Valhalla got its hooks in him.

"Don't sweat the fries," he added, softer than his usual 'campus voice'. The exhaustion was creeping in around the edges now that he'd stopped moving. "I've been playing unpaid moving crew all day anyway. What's one more?" He shifted his weight, keeping the door propped. "You need a hand getting that wherever it's going, or just the assist?"

[shadxwbxy]

When he walked through the door a little bit of the weight was eased. Thank god there was a table he could rest the box on for a second getting just a moment of relief from the awkward weight he had carried from the parking lot to this point. "Thanks so much any of this spilling would have been fucking embarrassing." A small chuckle left his lips as he looked at the other and shook out the tension that had built in his arms over the last thirty minutes. He really should have moved in before the festival.

"Are you sure I should repay the kindness somehow." he spoke with a smile as he looked at the box then the stairs he still had to take. He was going to ask if the other was part of the staff or not but then he said he had been helping people move in all weekend. "If you want to get away from the new students you are more then welcome to follow me." he spoke as he held out his hand. "Elijah but i also go by Erebus."

[shadxwbxy]

Elijah really should have moved into his sleeping quarters before the start of the year. Sure he didn't have a lot of stuff, years of being nomadic and lack of a normal childhood took care of that. Still lugging a box of stuff through the crowds of students and heroes was not an easy task. Weren't the good guys supposed to be helpful and generous offering to help the very strapping and well built hero to carry his stuff. "Hey can you get that door for me" He called out ahead hoping the person would hear him. "Promise ill get you some fries from the food court"

[heroicheirs]

Location: Colosseum With: Open

There were a lot of things Lance wasn't good at that were being highlighted in the celebrations. At the forefront of those? Actually dealing with the general public. Yes, sure, part of his classes covered public relations and the ever growing list of how to remain approachable in times of stress and distrust, and especially situations after something catastrophic happen. He knew how to handle those. He trained in how to handle those. Usually left it to the people with a more... friendly neighbourhood hero disposition, but still. He could do it.

This, however, was an entirely different mess of things happening in situations he didn't have any kind of training for, so he went with the easy way out. Or. One of the easy ways out, he probably could've just chilled at one of the fat parties but that also involved people an- Besides the point. He'd gone with the option that appealed more to his nature...

Picking a fight with anybody willing and making a spectacle of it whichever way it went down. Mostly because training by himself was steadily growing less interesting, and it didn't involve anything beyond public cheering or jeering. A win or two under his belt, a few more losses when it came to punching above his paygrade, and he finally tossed in the towel to just... crash out in the stands to watch the next training match. Little attention paid to who he dropped next to beyond making sure the melting remnants of ice still clinging to his skin didn't go too wide.

"Who d'you thinks winning?"

... He was trying conversation, at least?

[shadxwbxy]

There was nothing more Elijah liked the spectacle. It made it much easier to slip into the shadows and just watch people. Learned so much from just being able to sit and watch who talked to who, who avoided who. Who like him tried to sit back and watch the world move around them. Those are the ones he focused on the most, they tended to be the most interesting. Even with all that he sat at the top of the bleachers making a list of who he could be a good mentor for. The space filled next to him with a chill and he watched the man still dripping in ice take his seat. A student bot much younger then him but most people his age didn't go through an underground child training program. "The one that keeps getting in close. The other seems to have only trained range attacks and has no idea what to do when someone closes in." He always watched fights like this. Neve knew when he would be put up against one of them. "you did pretty good in yours by the way if you would have lasted like two more minuets i think you could have won."

[vileblccds]

" hey — "

juno huffs as he's dragged by the shoulder of his shirt by a very stern superior. naturally, he couldn't stay out of trouble for too long, it was just in his nature.

" seriously, guys. what's a little artistic expression amongst peers? "

in his desperation, he reaches for a sleeve, anyone who could bail him out. he catches someone, looking up with quite the wicked grin.

" my good mate here will vouch for me, won't ya? tell this lunk i didn't mean to spray paint private property. "

open

[shadxwbxy]

"Oh um"

Elijah didn't know what he was being pulled into but it really only took a second to see what was going on. Hearing the other's words he did his best to not laugh. "Im not sure how much i can keep you out of trouble here but how about this i watch him clean and you don't take him away and spend the supplies needed." His badge was flashed if it worked good but this was as much as he could do for now.