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 had never been the petulant or game-playing kind. He didn't know what it was to tell someone to leave only to invite them to stay with the same words. To push someone away simply to see how hard they'd push back to stay. For the Remi's of the world, that luxury did not exist. Furthermore, to push when told to leave almost always brought with it some dire consequence.
Remi listened, his posture somehow flighty and un-trusting. He appreciated what Sam had said, but the apology now merely sat on the surface of what had already hardened and curled in on itself. The alchemist had loved Loren without reservation, throwing everything away for him, only to have all those newly found feelings shattered and rubbed into his skin like glass shards. It wasn't Sam's fault that Remi's heart was wounded from another man, but nor was it Remi's. He couldn't help his brokenness, and when he'd tried to explain what he needed, the bookmaker had told him to leave.
"Of course I do not hate you." Remi replied in a low voice, tears that now lingered so close to the surface at all times it seemed, spilling over. But it was a silent and reserved sort of downpour. "I did not go with Isla. I was just trying to protect her." Remi repeated again, weary of reciting this over and over, wondering when it would eventually stick. The mention that Sam needed to compete made Remi stand a bit straighter, staring through the darkness. "Compete? Sam ... We are just friends. As you must have realized through everything the Isla's of the world, lovely as they are, are not really my type."
Swallowing down a long and shuddery sort of sigh, Remi watched as Sam slid down the door. "Sam you cannot stay here...Not by the door anyways. Please.."
REMI
Loving you was sunshine, but then it poured & I lost so much more than my senses
'Cause loving you had consequences
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.