Happily, I'm unfazed here, too
for Rexanna, rip
Bastien De Rosieres
Guildmaster / Artist

Age: 35 | Height: 6' 2" | Race: Ascended | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds
Level: 5 - Strg: 20 - Dext: 22 - Endr: 14 - Luck: 10
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Heroes always get remembered
But you know legends never die
Ascended sleep was a complicated thing, not really anything close to the real thing but enough that Bastien still put aside time for it; this time though, it wasn't all that voluntary. In his delirium consciousness drifted around him and through him, left at random moments: one second he was laid on a couch in the Sanctuary staring at the ceiling and watching it move in spirals, then he was gone, eyes closed, head down.

When he 'woke' it was in a room he recognised well, but he had not been within for quite some time; his bedroom in Venice, in the attic of the Artist's Sanctuary there. A large window on the one side covered with thin, fluttering sheets, a large bed, endless papers and scattered notes, an easel in the corner and a fireplace opposite. Downstairs he could hear the sounds of his students waking and going about their days; it was probably about 11, he would estimate, from the sun in the window (which, given this was a dream of the past, did not harm his skin) and the sound of the merchants outside.

The bed he woke upon was luxurious, of course. He had spent well on it, a craftsman for each element: little wooden mice ran across the headboard, soft sheets adorned the thick mattress and a series of beautiful embroidered blankets covered it. More important than the bed though was who he shared it with: Rexanna lay next to him, softly sleeping, his entirely human wife in Venice, where she had always been with him. Leaning over to kiss her cheek and stroke her hair, wake her, he couldn't help the fond smile on his face.
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Rexanna De Rosieres
the Penumbra
Queen of the Hollowed Grounds

Age: 28 | Height: 5'4" | Race: Ascended x Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds
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and i watch in wonder, hung high and dry, where no one can see
if there's no one to blame, blame it on me
In this version of herself, she’s as she was before Ascending. Pale skin, a bit of a sunburn she doesn’t remember how she got – eyes a vibrant sapphire blue and no fangs to be found. She’s warm as she curls up in the blankets beside her husband, hair a wild tangle of a mess as the sun filters in through the window. She sleeps peacefully, serenely, nothing at all to bring her out of it other than the gentleness with which Bastien typically woke her with.

Her nose wiggles briefly as the kiss is pressed to her cheek, as his hand strokes through dark hair. There’s the brief mutterings of something that’s completely incoherent before her eyes open, and when she does and spies Bastien there, it’s almost as if her protests were all for naut. She nestles into the blankets a bit more, rolling a bit onto her back and raising a hand to pull her birds nest of hair out of her face – eyes focusing on Bastien to her side, mimicking his smile with a sleepy one of her own.

She can hear the students waking down below them, and in her still somewhat exhausted state, she reaches out with her other hand to brush against Bastien’s stubbled cheek. “Ten more minutes?” She asks, sleepily, uncaring if they’re late for anything.
storm in the sky, fire in the street
if there's nothing but pain, put it on me
REXANNA
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Bastien De Rosieres
Guildmaster / Artist

Age: 35 | Height: 6' 2" | Race: Ascended | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds
Level: 5 - Strg: 20 - Dext: 22 - Endr: 14 - Luck: 10
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Heroes always get remembered
But you know legends never die
Rexanna was clearly comfortable; Bastien almost felt bad waking her, but with the plan he had made for the day, he knew it would be worth it. Still, they could have another ten minutes. Sliding back down into the covers himself, he snuggled close to her, putting an arm around her waist and kissing her cheek, stroking down her hip. "Fine, but only because you asked so nicely." He joked, closing his own eyes and enjoying the cosiness of the moment.

Eventually, possibly ten minutes later but likely longer, he felt the sun on their faces, bright enough to make him open his eyes and take in a breath. Bastien hummed and grabbing Rex around the middle, laughed as he lifted her up onto him, rolling so she was flipped onto his other side. "We can't lay here all day, my love! As much as it sounds tempting, we have things to do, remember - I promised you I'd show you my favourite spots in the city." While Rexanna lived here with him, she was not as familiar with Venice as he was, and Bastien had been promising this tour for quite some time.
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Rexanna De Rosieres
the Penumbra
Queen of the Hollowed Grounds

Age: 28 | Height: 5'4" | Race: Ascended x Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds
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and i watch in wonder, hung high and dry, where no one can see
if there's no one to blame, blame it on me
His agreement, the way he cuddles closer, has her arms wrapping tightly around him, tucking her head in close against his chest and closing her eyes to drift off just a few minutes longer. As the few minutes shift into a bit longer, she wakes again once Bastien is grabbing her – flipping her to his other side with a breathless hum of a laugh slipping from her throat. “Right, right.” She agrees, still a touch tired, but she manages to pause to appreciate him and his gesture, running her hand along his chest gently, before she slips from the bed.

Much like a cat, Rexanna stretches out in the sunlight, reflecting off pale and mostly unblemished skin, reaching for a flowy gown she can slip on as well as running a brush through her hair just so she might appear somewhat presentable. She wasn’t sure where they were heading yet, only having a vague idea of where the places where he wanted to show her, and so she ties a little leather piece to her wrist just in case she’ll need to tie up her dark hair.

And when she’s done, she’s already reaching for him – pressing her body against his gently as she does every morning – a more official, good morning, hug before the day’s truly started. "Alright, love, I'm ready." She murmurs, the chime in her voice surprisingly vibrant.
storm in the sky, fire in the street
if there's nothing but pain, put it on me
REXANNA
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Feel free to use magic/force on Rexanna, without killing her <3
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Bastien De Rosieres
Guildmaster / Artist

Age: 35 | Height: 6' 2" | Race: Ascended | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds
Level: 5 - Strg: 20 - Dext: 22 - Endr: 14 - Luck: 10
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Heroes always get remembered
But you know legends never die
Bastien couldn't help but watch as Rexanna stretched, his smile probably a touch goofy in it's genuine appreciation of his wife; how he had been so lucky to marry a divine muse such as her was beyond him, but he tried to be sure to remember how fortunate he truly was each day. He spent so long simply watching her he almost forgot he had to get ready himself, jumped up as she was brushing her hair to dress in his usual light shirt and tight pants, a shawl tossed around his shoulders for some interest.

His arms automatically reached out to hold her as she got close; this was a dance he knew the steps to well, could have raised his hand to stroke her hair in his sleep. Pressing a kiss against her temple, he pulled back and nodded. "I should hope so! For you will find this to be one of the most exciting days of your entire life." He promised, the showmanship in him coming out.

Taking her hand, he guided Rexanna down the stairs; the building was buzzing with students eating breakfast, talking, dressing, carrying art, beginning their work. Each greeted their teacher and Rexanna enthusiastically; a couple tried to stop Bastien for questions, but he shook his head: today was for Rexanna, they could wait. When they finally made it out to the street, he laughed, shaking his head. "I love them, but sometimes it is such a pain, being so in demand. Why was I so cursed with this heavenly wisdom?" A dramatic hand on the chest completed the question to the skies.

Bastien was a natural in the crowded streets, flowing through them as if he had been made for them. "Now, we are going to start with the grand and noble, then move onto the really interesting. You know how I feel about our Doge, but...ah, his palace is probably one of the most iconic things in Venice. I would be amiss to not include it."
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Rexanna De Rosieres
the Penumbra
Queen of the Hollowed Grounds

Age: 28 | Height: 5'4" | Race: Ascended x Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds
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and i watch in wonder, hung high and dry, where no one can see
if there's no one to blame, blame it on me
Hair brushed and tossed into a quick plait, she nearly sinks into his arms as they wrap around her in their morning greeting. Her head tilts into his hand, opening it up for the soft kiss to her temple – and then she’s stepping up on her tiptoes to press a kiss to his lips back in response. “My entire life? I suppose we should get going then, hm?” But already he’s taking her hand, guiding her down the stairs, and she offers her own good mornings to the students – patting Bastien’s hand every time they were stopped for questions.

Finally, however, they’re out on the street and she’s clutching his hand gently, shoulder brushing against his arm while they walk, a chimed laugh leaving her at his declaration. “To share it, my love.” She comments, as if she’s done it every morning since they’d met. A routine, that’s what it was. But nothing about what came next was routine, and her eyes are vibrant and bright as he guides her through the crowded streets, ensuring she doesn’t get lost into the flow of it.

I do love the grand and noble.” A hum of a laugh leaves her, her head tilting to look over toward him and squint a bit through the sunlight. “A palace? If I wasn’t intrigued before, I am now.” She winks to him, and lets him continue to lead the way.
storm in the sky, fire in the street
if there's nothing but pain, put it on me
REXANNA
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Rexanna, without killing her <3
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