From Attuned to Ascended to Ancient, Kiada Njovu-Reyes has been reborn several times throughout her short life, but her fighting spirit has never once been diminished. With beauty, grace and a quick wit, Kiada is the whole package wrapped in an infectious smile. Recent endeavours have found her in the heart of the Hollowed Grounds, aiding the region and bettering it for her new Ancient kin, and whatever she does next, we know it's sure to pack a punch.
Congratulations, Kiada!
Credits
Court of the Fallen was created in October of 2018 by Odd, Honey, and Crooked.
Skinning and hosting by the epically talented Kaons, and functionality fanciness by the coding magic of Neowulf. If you ever see either of them around, make sure to show them some love!
Remi watched out of the corner of his gaze as if expecting some immediate backlash from what could simply be construed as a casual lean. But it wasn't. It was calculating in a way that did not come naturally to the alchemist who had kept sudden hidden intentions latent and hidden for so long that even just a lean felt like a heretical gesture sure to ruin everything. And so he held his breath, eyes scanning but not seeing the barrier, and waiting for anything at all.
The sound of Rory's breath was like a gunshot and beneath his coat the alchemist flinched, forcing himself not to look over immediately. As he did, he heard himself suck in a shallow breath of air, as if startled to see Rory suddenly laying down, eyes trained above.
He had a second at most. Anything else and the realization of just how easy it would be to slide his arm down through the grasses and be suddenly next to Rory would be too strong. Indeed as his eyes dusted across the man's face his lips appeared too real as if everything else had faded and lost its sheen save for them and the blue of Rory's eyes. And with his head over his shoulder and arm stretched out just so how easy it all would be to just—
—it had been 3 seconds at most before Remi returned his stare to the barrier, trying to exhale as quietly as he could while a comfortable if not entirely empty silence filled the gaps between them.
~fin
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.