[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
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[Color=6666FF]"Thanks…"[/color] Demetri said with a weak smile as he watched the sandwich form before his very eyes. Alexios could be sweet when he wanted to, but so could Zeke. In the end they were both beautiful assholes capable of being nice when they wished it, and being devastatingly cruel when they didn't. A part of him felt guilty for throwing the apple, for rejecting something that was so obviously given to him by his boyfriend. But it was the fact that he wasn't even there to give it to him that made the pit in his stomach grow. Demi took the sandwich in one hand, taking the drink offered to him in the other. He took a bite out of the pillow-y bread before he realized what was inside the glass handed to him. 

Realization grew too late as Alexios drank the poison and Demetri watched his eyes glaze over like Zeke's had moments before. His fiance grabbed his wrist and pulled him towards the slot machine, allowing Demi to empty out his glass into a nearby pot as they made their way over. He left the glass to fall on the floor, slipping his hand down to try and get a better grip on Alexios hand. [Color=6666FF]"Alexios, buddy, hey, gotta snap out of it ok?. You're a god, you shouldn't be fallin for these amateur distractions."[/color] Demetri said as he snapped his fingers near Alexios to see if it would bring him out of the trance. He finished shoving the sandwich into his mouth, deciding that he needed his hands more than he needed to speak. 

Cass could hear the strain in Nancy's voice as she spoke. The waitress clearly did a number on her, and all Cassiam could do was waste his efforts on a futile battle. He knew nothing he could offer her could give her solace, so he remained silent on that part, instead focusing on what the current issue seemed to be. The missing Demetri. Cassian stood on the balls of his feet, trying to see if he could find Demetri amongst the crowd. He searched the general location Zeke had come from, absent-mindedly grabbing the glass of water and taking a sip when it was offered.

One sip left him parched. Two thirsty. By the third time he'd lifted the glass to his lips, he was chugging down the water as if he'd been dehydrated for the past two days. His eyes glazed as he stared off into the distance away from the group before finally speaking. [Color=CC00CC]"I think…follow me."[/color] He said as he began to make his way through the crowd, weaving between anyone who stood in his way until he arrived at a Skeeball machine. Picking up a ball and begging to play.