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!
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Court of the Fallen was created in October of 2018 by Odd, Honey, and Crooked.
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01-18-2019, 09:25 PM (This post was last modified: 01-18-2019, 09:25 PM by Remi.)
Remi had to stifle the urge not to chuckle as Sam stamped his feet, but even so the side of his lips crinkled slightly as he watched the man's exasperated attempts at shifting. However as Sam's gaze rose towards his—and then to his neck—Remi swallowed. A cold rush of fear mixed with a bright spark of anticipation thrummed through his body as his mind made the connection that Sam's was making as well. And while Remi's rational mind was hesitation to let himself be bit again, his body was already relentlessly hoping for it.
"Alright." Remi all but whispered, one of his hands reaching out to gently touch the white of Sam's knuckles. It was an awkward thing to have to ask Remi supposed, especially after all that had just happened. But if being the predator that his lion-form thrust onto him wasn't meant to reflect on Remi as Sam had said, then surely this aspect of ascendancy shouldn't reflect on Sam.
As Sam neared, Remi swallowed again and straightened—which was not incredibly helpful given the different in their respective heights. Remi's hands floated at his sides, wondering whether he was meant to touch Sam in this or not. The feeling of his tongue against Remi's skin was ... odd. It was, as Sam thought as well, quite intimate. And yet the fire between them had been dampened for now, if indeed it had existed in the first place. Sam would likely feel Remi's pulse increasing below his lips and tongue as the alchemist did his best to remain still and make this as easy for the ascended as possible.
REMI
Traded my soul to free my mind, "can I go back to being blind?" I ask myself one too many times
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.