<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn-premiere.ladmedia.fr/var/premiere/storage/images/cinema/photos/reportages/photos-percy-jackson-et-le-voleur-de-foudre-qui-est-qui/brandon-t--jackson-est-grover/32154111-1-fre-FR/Brandon-T--Jackson-est-Grover_portrait_w858.jpg)</div><strong>Darrius King, "Rho"</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>He'd been partying enough in his life up to this point that he wasn't a stranger to that 'not great' sensation he had when they were all scrambled awake at dawn. His dad never showed mercy, and he had been forced to patrol while trying to get over a case of 'party fever' from the night before countless times. He didn't like it, but it wouldn't do much to slow him down. He watched Recoil and HercuLina take down the bad guys ridiculously fast and listened to Chad explain today's challenge. He remained mostly quiet when he saw who he was paired with. The Prankster.<br/><br/>He squinted underneath his hood as he tried to think of her powers, and when it came to him, he knew this would be hard. She seemed like a great person, but in a situation like this, they were very limited and he knew he'd have to do the Lion's Share of the work. He didn't have a problem with that, and he was sure together they could plan something where they both came out looking good. It was just going to take a bit of ingenuity. Something made him scratch his head though...just where<em>was</em>Prankster? He saw everyone except her here today, and already he felt his confidence beginning to fade.<br/><br/>He just kept working on strategies though as Volt and Paladin were announced to be the first ones up. He watched them and nodded in approval; not as fast as Recoil and HercuLina, but then again they weren't Olympians just yet. Still, they had a very respectable time and nice teamwork. Then he got a bombshell. Prankster was dead, and as horrible as that was, he felt bad when his brain made him wonder what that meant for him. But wait...OD'd? No one said anything about Overdosing. Either Chad was just spinning that on the fly to try and raise viewer numbers, or he slipped up. Either way he'd find out. "Fuck...really? She died?!"<br/><br/>He was quietly talking to himself but with a hint of frenzied excitement as his partner was now dead, which meant he could be disqualified or have to run this course on his own...any number of things that would make it a lot damn harder to even pass the first assignment much less win. He watched Karn go over to Chad and ask to let him look over the crime scene and the body, then felt his own legs moving. He put a hand on his shoulder and smiled at Chad. "Don't worry about him, Chad. He's just overenthusiastic. We're all heroes and he's still in that<em>mode</em>ya know?"<br/><br/>He said mode with air quotes to get his point across. Putting a bit of pressure back on the giant's shoulder, he gestured for him to follow him away from Chad. "Listen, man. This could be nothin', or it could be somethin' big. Either way goin' to Chad isn't the way to get results. If he says no, we're fucked. If he says yes, I got a feeling there's gonna be consequences or somethin' fishy." All of this was said in a hushed whisper so only Karn could here. Looking around to make sure no one was focused on them, he spoke again. "Let's get this out of the way. Finish Day 1. Then we try and find out what happened our way. There's nothin' in this world that can keep me out of somewhere, so stick with me and we'll find out what's goin on, but we need to do it covert. Ninja style or we'll be dead in the water before we get started...agreed?"