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!
"That is a good way to put it." Remi said with a nod. There had been the darkening of the hair and how pale their skin had been ... then of course the daylight rings. Here nothing of the sort seemed to happen physically, until you were close enough to notice the lack of breath or a pulse.
Squeezing her hand back as well, Remi held it for a moment, just feeling. "Perfectly body temperature." He said with a laugh, shaking his head gently. It was one of the things he'd noticed most about Sam, how he was always the temperature, regardless.
"Ahh...that is a good point." Reckless, he heard Jigano saying in his mind. Thoughtless. "No, I did not mention it. I ..." Running a hand through his hair, Remi frowned. No one had every really worried about where he was before, not in a way that meant he had to check in.
And now with ... Sam? It was undeniable that the two were dating given that they had gone on dates (that was how that worked, right?). Did he now have the obligation to mention his movements?
The sudden flickering of lights outside made Remi start, his heart pounding as adrenaline spiked through his system. "Did you—" He started to ask, but then of course she'd heard it. She was an ascended after all. Rising in one fluid motion from where he'd been sitting, Remi tilted his head to catch the sound of dragging across the windows, as well as the bellowed warning from the luxere outside.
All but holding his his breath, Remi turned towards Isla uncertainly. "I'm sure I cannot convince you to come downstairs with us?"
REMI
Where do you go when you're right next to me?
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.