“Ah all Cloak and Dagger you are- fine fine- I’m sure I’ll figure it out.” JD stated to Voltaire as his sister continued to make googley eyes at him. Honestly he didn’t know if she was truly interested in dark haired boy or just wanted to anger him to the point of seeing red. But JD didn’t have a quick temper, but he was known to be volatile when it finally went off.
About that time two things happened: a rather meek girl seemed to almost materialize next to the one JD assumed was Enzo, and other fellow- out of seemingly nowhere- landed on Enzo’s head. The blonde glanced up and attempted to fathom where the smallish Kenji had come from, but just left it up to the odd happenings of a school that practiced magic.
JD smirked at Voltaire, “well our parents were into mythos and literature pretty heavily- or at least this is my assumption.” He didn’t know his parents- or at least he had never been given the chance to be acquainted. Ah well- probably for the best. “Just be happy we weren’t called like Odin-Allfather and Aphrodite-Goddess of Love. Though if we were- we could have called Eos ‘Aphro’- ah the jokes that would ensue.”
Eos asked her question of Voltaire, and he felt intrigued himself. This Silver on the other hand was inquisitive but his sister handled it quickly enough. “Do they make you sleep on the training room floor?” It was then JD gasped, “for shame you guys- for shame.”
After Voltaire spoke- JD looked at Enzo. "So- why are you so badass? Beyond having the ability to make midgets land on your head."