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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02-19-2019, 06:51 PM (This post was last modified: 02-19-2019, 06:57 PM by Remi.)
Weakened by how broken Sam seemed to become with each passing moment, for a shiny instant the alchemist considered taking it all back. He could say he loved Sam—he was certainly heading in that direction, wasn't he?—or perhaps quest to forget about Loren all together. There had to be some quick fix to this—
—but as Sam pulled at his fingers, gently kissing his knuckles Remi shrank back into reality. No. There were no quick fixes. Not for things this important anyways.
Remi's lips twitched crookedly as he rolled over, basically trying to position himself above Sam in one smooth gesture. One of his hands moved to dry his tears (or whatever it was Sam cried), while he lowered his lips oh-so slowly down against Sam's. It was perhaps the most gentle he'd ever kissed Sam—or anyone—but the most communicative. Remi's lower lip trembled slightly with the sob in the back of his throat, a rumble of confusion and emotion and hurt and hope. His tongue soft against the line of Sam's lips, lingering and needy because despite the inappropriateness of the moment, by all the useless gods in this place Remi was attracted to the ascended, teeth or not. And finally the breath he held, holding back unspoken words; unspoken, but not unthought. I want to love you. And if you give me time, I will...
"Yes, to all of that." Remi whispered softly, arching his back so that he could properly look down on Sam. "And you can say it." The alchemist replied with a sad smile. "If you want to. If you mean it."
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.