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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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Instead of being put off, Remi merely smiled clumsily and shook his head. Leaning forward casually on the counter the alchemist gave Phoebe a fixed stare even as she puffed out her cheeks. "And you are quite sure you would know if you were getting that sort of attention?" He asked, dimples appearing in his own cheeks as he grinned at her.
"I...am not normally one to normally suggest something so old fashioned, but if you have never even been kissed it seems like quite a jump to experiencing passionate sex, simply for a deity." Concern laced his voice as he raised his cup of tea to his lips to blow on it gently before taking a small sip. "I clearly am not on Frey's good side given recent events and I do not pretend to know the mind of the gods here but, surely rushing into sex like this is not .." What? What Frey would want? He already admitted to not knowing that. What Phoebe would want? Really, that was the question.
Listening as she went on, mildly Remi was reminded of the masquerade ball and just how quickly morals and forethought seemed to disappear once masks were on. That was what it seemed like Phoebe needed. A smile crept onto his features as she mentioned that she would need to feel something. Just to hear her say so was a relief, quite honestly. "I know what you mean." The alchemist admitted with a cheerless smile. Being with Ianto and Loren had been so drastically different from anyone else that he'd ever been with, and not just because they were men (well, obviously because of that as well).
"It would seem then that what you first need is not a man to have sex with, but a ... well, boyfriend." Remi winced slightly at how immature the word sounded given the context, but it seemed apt. If Phoebe wanted to feel something before she had sex for the first time (as Remi more or less thought that she should), it sounded more like she was looking for someone to date.
REMI
So come on, get higher, loosen my lips, faith and desire and the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard and drown me in love
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
