[hr][h1][b][i][color=6666FF][center]Demetri Rowan Howell[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/1208225039669927956/image0.gif?ex=65e28241&is=65d00d41&hm=f50d9553c9454c62d93e9bfbffc5751442a26054cfe4de01ffdd334c861625b9&[/img][/center][hr][center][color=6666FF][b]Location[/b][/color]:  Lotus Casino
[color=6666FF][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Shapeshifting[/center][hr][hr]

Demi hissed towards Janelle as she insulted the memory of his friendship with Leandra. Not that she'd know given that she was blind. Ofcourse she would think something like that, but the truth of the matter was, Demetri tried to make friends with everyone. Really the only person he had been at constant ends with was Zeke, but all of that was just antagonistic nature that he'd inadvertently let out because he couldn't control his feelings about how he'd actually felt about Zeke. Now that all of that was settled, they were together and for a while he'd had no real enemies, but Janelle was proving to test that theory and Nancy was constantly trying to throw his friendship back into his face.

Rage bubbled inside of him at the thought of it all. The only three kind Roman's he had met and each one abandoned him in one way or another. Marco and Em were off to live their lives, Leandra had vanished from the camp only to come back as a monster zombie thing that he still couldn't get his head around. Even Zeke had felt distant since the mission began and his sister slipped away. It felt as though he was doomed to lose everyone he cared about. His grip only tightened on Leandra, hoping to keep her from attacking Nancy,  even if she was parading around with her to guess in her hand.