[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=6666FF]Demetri Rowan Howell[/color][/b]  [b][color=CC00CC]Cassian Rudenko[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/1125619539040813077/Copy_of_Black_and_Gold_Eye_Modern_Occult_Illustrative_Halloween_Virtual_Background.gif[/img][hr][b][color=6666FF]Location:[/color][/b] Limbo
[b][color=6666FF]Skills:[/color][/b] Agility, Endurance
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Demi couldn't bring himself to look Kristin in the eyes. There was a deep shame inside for what he had just done, for who he had become in that moment of weakness. It didn't matter what the reason was, that was never the answer. He sat there quietly, listening to what she had to say to him. It hurt more that she could empathize with him. A part of him wished to get yelled at, berated for what he had done. Instead she viewed both sides and empathized with each equally. It was clear she was a daughter of Athena, every word calculated to the last and each stung more than had she simply tore him a new one. He squeezed the prism in his hands, just in an attempt to feel something in that moment. A tinge of darkness creeping up once more inside of himself that he hadn't felt in some time now. 

It was then, in the darkness and silence, as his muscles tensed to grip the foreign object with such intensity as to bare his knuckles white, that he realized the pressure was still on his shoulders. Alexios had been so quiet that Demi had forgotten of his presence entirely. He would've expected an I told you so, or quick witted comment as to why he should leave Zeke and stay with him, but instead there was only silence. He finally looked up just enough to catch a glimpse of Kristin's hand as she offered him some drachmas for the collect calls he could be making to Zeke. This was too public, too early, he needed…no…he wanted to wait until nightfall. To give Zeke a chance to tell him himself. To see if he cared enough to.

Cassian was certain that he wasn't on the list of people Janelle wanted to hang out with right now, but he also didn't think he was fully on her shit list. He sat down next to her, quiet for a moment as he tried not to touch the parts where he'd been hit. His skin stung and he sucked the pain through his teeth for a moment before looking towards Janelle. He didn't know what to say, he wanted to speak to her but it felt like many subjects were off the table at the moment. Between the quest, Demi, Zeke, and now Nancy. He found himself opening his mouth and closing it several times without a single word ever being spoken. That is until Kristin arrived with a bag of ice.

[Color=CC00CC]"Thanks."[/color] He said softly as he accepted the bag from her hands. The cold cut through what little of l the warmth that was left in his hands as he lifted it to place onto his cheek. It stung, causing him to wince once more as he felt the ongoing battle between the wounds hot sting and the ices sharp cold. It'd take some time for the numbness to kick in and until then he'd need only wait it out. [Color=CC00CC]"I'm sorry for all this. I didn't mean to cause a scene or upset anyone. I…I was just trying to help. But it seems I can't even do that right on this quest. Everyone I try and aid only ends up yelling at me or attacking me. I don't think i was as ready as i thought i was for this quest."[/color]