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“           This  should be it,         ”                  he says as he returns from the backroom,  handing off the study guide he’d helped put together for the previous semester.  While Charlie   focused   on helping students in their math classes or history,  he often found himself helping with courses   h e   hadn’t even taken.  He really had no one to blame but himself,  since he went out of his way to go through the course content  e n o u g h  to help put together a good study guide.  At this point,  he was just glad it was enough to  help.                  “          Do whatever you want with it,  honestly.  It helped the students who took it last semester though,  so   s t r i p p i n g   it down to give them an outline to make it their own might be a good study tool for ‘em,        ”                  Charlie pauses before adding,                  “          If you want to use it at all.  Just an   idea.  But obviously  you’re  the TA so.        ”

eucarly​.

She was no stranger to slow nights at work, and the drawing that had begun to take over his page was evidence of a creative mind occupied elsewhere. He seemed a little embarrassed at being caught daydreaming, and she shook her head quickly. “No, no, it’s okay. Your secret’s safe with me,” she promised. “If anyone asks, you were very hard at work all day.”

“I was wondering if any of the study rooms were available?” she asked. “I didn’t sign up. I know. I suck. But I really wasn’t expecting that many people to take midterms seriously,” she said, gesturing to the slightly more crowded than average library, “and my thesis is in really bad shape. You’d be saving a life.”

“           Thank you,       ”                 Charlie replies,  a   l a u g h   in his voice as he leans lightly on his desk.  Brows   furrow   slightly at the question and he turns slightly in his seat to look at his computer,  pulling up the schedule of the study rooms.                 “           Uh,           ”                 he drawls out as he skims over the schedule, his lips   d i p p i n g   in a slight frown.  Midterm season was always pretty   c r a z y ,   so he shouldn’t be surprised,  but he’s not a fan of giving people bad news.                 “           Damn  ...  it looks like they’re all taken until until  seven,           ”           he says as he looks at the screen.  He squints briefly before clicking to the tab of the tutor rooms,  the specific study rooms that were bigger,  designed for tutors and students.  Brows raise slightly as he presses his lips together in consideration.   It was something he could definitely get in   t r o u b l e   for if someone came in who actually wanted to study with a tutor,  but most of that was done with pre-exam  study guide  sessions.  Besides,  there were   p l e n t y   still open.

Looking away from the screen back to her his hand absently rubs at the back of his neck as he considers his words.                 “           How badly do you need the   q u i e t ?           ”          he asks,  meeting her eyes   speculatively.                 “           ‘Cause if you need it  ...  I might have an   idea.  And if you just need the   space  ....  I   still have an idea.          ”

euwilde​.

“  I said it was interesting, not g o o d.  ” Rhiannon teases though they both know the truth. Regardless of where they stood she never could help but compliment his work. Casually she takes a seat on the small bit of free space his desk provides, crossing her legs with her palms planted flat at her sides. “ Oh…. nothing much.  ”

“ Just wondering if you could help me run lines tonight.  ”  Of course she could… and should probably ask someone else. But she’d rather ask someone she trusts.

Charlie rolls his eyes,   but his expression is still    a m u s e d    as he continues to lean on the desk.                “           Oh,   ha  ha ,            ”                 he replies dryly as he props his elbow on his desk to drop his chin into his hand as he looks up at her.  At the question,  he purses his lips,  deciding to make a bit more of a  show  of his thought process.  He hums before leaning back in his chair,  steepling his fingers before his face as he idly   s p i n s   his chair back and forth as he considers.  He tilts his head back to look up to the ceiling as he spins the chair in a   full   circle, shifting his arms to cross over his chest.

“           I mean I  GUESS  I could make some time ...           ”                 he drawls out in thought as he looks back to her and slides his chair closer to the desk again.                 “           On   one condition   though,          ”                 he adds.  although in truth he thinks they both know he’d help regardless.  Charlie was hardly the type of person to turn down a favor for someone else,  let alone Rhiannon ...  R e g a r d l e s s   of how they’d ended.  He wasn’t the type to just stop caring.

eushiloh​.

HER NOSE SCRUNCHES UP as he turns to stand beside her, a staggering difference in height from when he was sitting, and she peers up at her friend with a sigh, “you say tomato, i say tomatoe.” shiloh offered, danish accent thick on her tongue before she shoots him a little smile in turn. watching as he dramatically begged her for saving, she hummed as her index finger comes to tap at the curve of her chin, as if she was thinking long and hard, “i suppose i can spare you from this mental prison.” she finally settled, grin breaking out across her face once more, because she knew he tended to get stir crazy. shiloh understood that, if she was left to her own devices it was never good news for her as well. it was like being stuck in a studio with no choreography, pure torture. 

“DON’T WORRY i won’t take you too far. i’ve never roamed the library, maybe you can be my official tour guide. i’ll try not to doze off, and if i do, i’ll take you with me in the dreamworld.” she explained with another nod of her head, her attention moving back to charlie before she sighs dramatically, “oh darn, i miss out on all the fun stuff. i’ll take a raincheck this time, maybe next time.” shiloh teased as she nudged him, grabbing him by his forearm to drag him away from the desk with a smile, “seriously though, i don’t know how you do it.”

The smile on his face remains wide an amused, brow   q u i r k e d   slightly at Shiloh’s dramatics.  He internally reminds himself to make sure he tries to find the time to go entertain her in the later of her own shifts at Multiverse.  A simple   repayment   for this visit,  because while he wasn’t an oracle he could already see that he was going to have a pretty empty docket for the day  ...  And then the   later   it got,  suddenly there would be too many stressed out faces to get to and he’d probably be here all night.  As was the  trend.                “           Thank the gods,           ”                he replies  with a laugh as he allows her to pull him forward. Hopping off his place   l e a n e d   against the desk he falls into step beside her.             “           Next time   for sure,           ”                he says,  nodding sagely as he takes one last glance back at his desk before looking down to her.             “           I’ll drag over another chair just for you.           ”

Charlie   h u m s   quietly in thought as he walks slowly at her side,  trying to find the words to best  describe  how he does his job.  He merely shrugs after a few moments,  lips pursed briefly as he looks to her.             “           I don’t know,  I’ve just always done it.  I guess I’m  eternally patient,           ”            he jokes,  knowing that’s a wide stretch.  While he’s exceptionally patient in just about all aspects of his life,  he knows he has his   l i m i t s .    He just so rarely hits them,  that even this joke sometimes can feel a little true.             “           But I mean,  you’re a    d a n c e r .   That’s got to take a lot of patience to practice and master it all,           ”           he adds with a shrug.

eushiloh​.

        SHE’D SNUCK UP ON him sort of, but then again she’d always been light on her feet (thanks to her levitation abilities in part), so shiloh can’t help but offer a sheepish smile as she watches him suddenly sit up. “pretty good? char, it looks amazing. what i wouldn’t give to be able to sketch like that.” the girl huffs out, pursing plump lips together as she shook her head, admiring the little elephant on the page with a glimmer in her eyes. looking around the library, she lets out a dreamy sigh as she see’s all the stack of books, too bad she would be a total lost cause in a place like this….although, it does seem like a great place to take a nap. shiloh snaps back into her reality though when she hears charlie speak again, turning attention over towards him “i just figured you could use company, do you have any like…clients, or whatever? or can you make time for little ol’ me??”

His expression turns   amused,   brow quirked slightly at the question he laughs as he looks down briefly to push away his notebook before   s p i n n i n g   around his chair away from the desk to jump to his feet.                “           I just call them  students,       ”                 he answers as he picks up his phone and slips it in his pocket before rounding the desk to stand beside her.                “           But nah,  I’ve got no one for hours.  So please,      ”                he says, hands coming together in a prayer as he looks to her, leaning back lightly on the desk,  lower lip jutted in a pout,                “           P L E A S E  save me.      ”                His expression morphs back into one of pure amusement before he slips his hands into his pockets.  He did truly enjoy his job,  but he preferred when he was  doing his job.  The waiting for the appointments with students,  or for a desperate freshman to come running in with a last minute assignment was far less enjoyable.  He’d never been particularly good at staying   s t i l l .

Sure,  he needed to stay in the library,  but even   w a n d e r i n g   the stacks was more interesting that sitting at his desk in the quiet for the hours of his shift.              “           I’ve got a few hours to kill before I have to help sophomore make a study guide.  Some   t h r i l l i n g   stuff,  you’ll be missing out.      ”                he says, his expression sincere, despite the light   teasing   in his tone.

euclarisse.

          smile’s  like  sunshine,    too  bright  for  seven  in  the  morning,    too  much  energy  so  early  in  the  week.    clarisse  has  always  been  an  early  riser,    chasing  the  sun  with  every  fibre  of  her  being.    she’s  been  up  since  dawn  and  kept  herself  far  busier  than  necessary.    already  she’s  read  the  assigned  chapter  twice  over  and  managed  to  beat  the  morning  rush  at  gaia’s  grounds.               ❛❛      i  come  bearing  coffee    !      ❜❜               she  announces,    handing  over  a  tall,    lidded  coffee  cup  with  the  gaia’s  grounds  logo  on  it  before  digging  through  the  paper  bag  and  bringing  out  a  blueberry  muffin  from  the  village  bakery.               ❛❛      you  didn’t  think  i  would  let  you  start  your  day  without  breakfast,    did  you    ?      ❜❜

A pleased smile pulls at his features as he approaches the library, noticing a   f a m i l i a r   face.  He pulls out his head headphones as he walks up to her, taking the offered beverage with a   g r a t e f u l   smile.                “           You come bearing   life incarnate,       ”                 Charlie replies, slipping his headphones into his pocket before popping off the lid off the cup just to to smell it.  He rolls his eyes back   d r a m a t i c a l l y   and buckles his knees as if the smell itself made him  weak in the knees. Which wasn’t all that dramatic in his case.                “           Ugh,  you’re a    l i f e  s a v e r .   Thank you,      ”                he replies,  a relieved sigh as he smiled to her.  The smile only widens as the blueberry muffin is offered to him.  He returns the cap to the cup and eagerly takes the muffin as well before squinting slightly at her as he tips up his chin.

“           If you were   anyone   else I’d think you were trying to   butter me up   for something ...      ”                he continues,  eyes still narrowed but his smile growing.

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“           Oh,  uh  ...  thanks !        ”                  he replies, a little surprised as he sits up straighter behind the desk. His pencil drops from his fingers,   a scattered line coming from the shift to leave a small   m a r k   off to the side of the the elephant’s trunk.                “           I guess it turned out   pretty good,        ”                 Charlie amends as he looks back down to his work, his smile a little embarrassed at the comment.  In   a l l   honestly,   he’d forgotten he was on the clock.  it was a   s l o w   d a y   for studying,  so he wasn’t really high in demand.  So he’d decided to just start   d o o d l i n g ,   and evidently he’d gone a bit over board.

Charlie picks up his pencil to erase the small line before he   f o r g o t   about it and then leans lightly on the desk to turn is full attention to the visitor.  A   relaxed   smile settles on his features as he asks,                “           Anyway,   what’s up ?        ”

⟨ ROSS BUTLER. CIS MALE. HE / HIM. ⟩   though the mist might prevent some from seeing it,   CHARLIE LAU   is actually a descendent of   ATHENA. it’s still a question of whether or not the TWENTY-SEVEN year old ELEMENTARY EDUCATION MAJOR from VICTORIA, MICHIGAN, US has taken after their godly parent completely, but the demigod is still known to be quite APPROACHABLE & RECKLESS.

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hey all,  i’m jj and i’m a full disaster.  my pronouns are she/her, i’m 26 and i live in the cst.  i work full time but i’m also fake so i’m on discord like  ...  the entire work day unless i’m in meetings.  but i am busy so i can be pretty slow and am likely to be most active on the dash with replies on weekends,  but i’m around to plot all the time so hit me up.  i’m also in the indie rpc which is where i’m most active and by most active i mean barely there,  but anyways.  i’m the worst so i’ll probably end up writing a full bio at some point,  but in the meantime check out the bullet points and his stats. 

PERSONALITY

at his core, charlie lau is warm.  raised by a grandmother who loved him fully, he learned that the only way to live a life that is full, you need to put your heart into it. so that’s what he has always done.  while some may challenge him by saying if he truly wanted to follow his heart, he’d pursue art,  he disagrees.  because while his art may be how he illustrates his heart,  teaching is how he best thinks he can fill it. he is passionate and empathetic, always willing to take a step back and help whoever is a step behind him. and from his own experiences in school,  he knows how important a good teacher can be. how they can change a student’s entire view of learning.  he wants to make school not only a safe but fun space for kids, regardless of  how they learn. he wants to help them figure out their how, and give them the tools to do so.  he’s almost endlessly patient, only waining with those who who insist on bringing others down.  

while there is uncertainty in life, he has none in his plans for his career.  he is facing the future with bright eyed confidence,  a smile on his face as he prepares to do what he can in a world designed to kick the spirit out of you.  he likes to bring an excited energy to everything he does, and while he doesn’t always think things through enough, he finds that a positive attitude can get him through even some of his worst screw ups.  charlie is the person you want on your side,  and the shoulder you want to lean on.  if you give him a chance to hold your heart he’ll do nothing but keep it warm.

POWERS

genius intelligence — charlie has always been smart, his education coming easier to  him than it did with any of his classmates. if he could ever sit still. while incredibly smart, he was always critiqued by his teachers for his more hyperactive tendencies and the way he never seemed to be paying attention. he was often accused of cheating on quizzes, as his teachers didn’t think it were possible for him to pay such little attention, but still do well. however, he did pay attention. they just couldn’t realize that this is exactly how he did that.  he’d been known to help his friends study, although he struggled to be very good at that. apparently not everyone learned best if you ran through flashcards while physically hanging upside down on the monkey bars in the local park. however, over time he learned just how his friends best needed to study, and that’s what he’d do. it started a pattern that lead to what he knew he wanted. he hated seeing his friends, or anyone really, lose their confidence in their own minds. he wanted everyone to realize they were smart. capable. and could learn. their minds may just work a little differently.

skilled craftmanship — while he did well in school, there is something he kept to himself. something far more personal than the way he could get away with not really studying for quizzes so long as he listened in class. his love for art. from a young age, charlie was always drawing. on paper, on the walls, it didn’t matter. life was his canvas. and while his grandmother didn’t necessarily discourage it, he did feel as though it was something that he should keep to himself. something that was just his way of reinterpreting the world for his own thoughts, particularly when things seemed to get just a little too crazy.  but nevertheless,  he finds himself always turning to his art.  he always has a sketchbook in his bag and can be found doodling on napkins and the edges of paper placemats. while he doesn’t see anything he draws or paints as impressive, there are always looks of shock as people notice the intricacy of his drawings. as he’s gotten older he’s gained some confidence in his art, however, it is still by far the ability he is least confident in. leading to most of his art being kept shut away in notebooks and folders, away from judgmental eyes.

superhuman agility — charlie likes to think it’s just because he puts in the work, but there is definitely a genetic component to the ease he has in various physical activities. while it is not very obvious, it is subtly super-human, proven by the exasperation of his friends his adolescent years. particularly when playing games like dodgeball or jail tag.

OPTIONAL INFO

charlie is part of a few student organizations at eonia, including the feminist alliance,  asian students alliance and the rollerskating club.

he works as a student tutor at the library, primarily helping with math and history courses.

he was raised predominantly by his paternal grandmother after the death of his father,  who passed when charlie was merely two years old.  while he doesn’t remember his father,  he grew up with plenty of stories and pictures of his father’s childhood all around the small midwestern home.

charlie and his grandmother lived in a small costal town along lake superior on the upper peninsula of michigan. his grandmother making a living as a home health aid,  driving around the few towns in their area.  because of this,  when charlie was younger he was often taken along with her,  a sketchbook in hand as he tried to do something other then kick the back of the passenger seat from his perch in the back of her car.

as a kid, charlie was very active. he’d grown up playing sports, the attempt of his grandmother to keep a very active child as content as possible. he played baseball and hockey, and as he grew older became one of the several regular bikers that took to the trails for their cardio.

charlie was raised with a pretty heavy religious upbringing by his paternal grandmother, which inspired a great deal of his values. however he doesn’t consider himself religious. he just pulls from teachings about acceptance, loving thy neighbor, and the like. he doesn’t really identify with the “godliness” of any religion as he knows that the greek gods exist.  so who’s to say others don’t? he is focused on the humanity of the all.

charlie’s favorite band growing up was jimmy eat world and no you can’t make fun of him for that because he stands by that choice.

ROSS BUTLER photographed by Sam Dameshek for Jon Magazine

Ross Butler as Trevor in To All the Boys: P.S. I Still Love You (2020)

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