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Character of the Season
Once known as the Butcher of Whitebrim, he's now The Butcher of Dygra, stepping forward as the first created demigod of the Ancients. There is no question that Astaroth casts an intimidating silhouette. Tall, domineering and dangerous, if looks could kill you'd be dead already, but to get up close and personal with the Grounds' resident cannibal tells a much different story. Dripping with charm and clad in only the finest attire, Asta is a gentleman monster, as polite as they come and committed to his role as security for the Dusklight and those who have earned his loyalty. Be careful of that smile, though - those teeth are sharp.
Congratulations, Asta!
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06-24-2019, 04:40 PM (This post was last modified: 06-24-2019, 04:57 PM by Remi.)
Remi's grin grew toothy at the memory. He remembered how it had all come together, in the dusk with the hope that the army wouldn't show up to stop the proceedings. And for a wonder, they hadn't.
"Out of nowhere?" Remi repeated, grabbing more strands of hair and braiding them together with little to no attention given. "You know I love hearing your stories." He added his accent thickening roguishly. "I am not sure what Ronin had told you recently, but..."
And so it was that Remi filled Vai in on the parts of his life that he'd selfishly made a priority. Some of it she knew of course, but told in this arc it felt weightier somehow. There was Loren, his unreciprocated love, his dilution of his relationship with Remi simply because he had just left. How Sam too had left him after Ronin's death, eliminating his memories of the alchemist and their relationship. How devastating it was to learn of it, and even worse to be an unrecognized figure in the bookmaker's life; the questions of what they once were, and how hard it was for Remi to admit that indeed he had loved the red-haired man and how no, he had no interest in rekindling what once was. Remi's initial re-meeting with Ianto, and how pretending that things were fine proved to be far, far too hard. Too thin. "Memories make us who we are, I think. If Sam and Ianto have taught me anything, it is that a gap like that is almost impossible to overcome." But there was someone for whom there was no gap in either of their memories of each other. Someone who had never left him, who had always been there.
Removing himself from Vai's arms, Remi hopped from the corner of the chair onto the ground, sprouting legs and his regular body as he did so.
"So yes...there is a reason I asked about proposals." He said, turning his head slightly to the side to give the huntress a sunny half-smile before a particularly boyish brand of awkwardness overtook him, causing his cheeks to flush spectacularly.
Яemi
I'm holding on to all the pieces of my heart's debris, until it's time I'll pull it together and fix myself eventually & know it's mine
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.