Assanx - Blog Posts
"Every once in a while, I feel your judgement loud and clear," Robin drawls as she rolls her eyes but keeps herself smiling politely at the other guests. It's truly a surprise how easily different species are mingling, and she truly does not know if she feels all that comfortable about it. Regardless, it was Meryasek's wish for all of them to be there, and she will be indulging him as much as she can for the rest of the festivities. After all, one only got married once, if they were lucky. "Considering I have an actual home, I truly don't know how to feel about it."
@thegoodfellow location: Royal Wedding Reception notes: he's her date because she's maidenless and he likes food
Nirvaan had really planned this whole thing? Planned this whole wedding and never mentioned it even once, not exactly best friend behaviour of him. They even had sex that one time. For the moment Robin was Assan's best friend again as he stood at the long reception table and stuffed his pockets endlessly. He wouldn't have sex with her, not after the Bill thing but they were still friends. "Tuna." Assan said with a nod as he inspected a piece of fresh tuna before he popped it into his mouth.
"She is doing surprisingly well," Robin agrees with a hum as she settles next to Assan, offering him one of the drinks she had gotten for them once she was sitting down. Brown eyes settle on Lucas' performance of Hamlet and she tilts her head in consideration. It is truly amazing work, of the sort she had rarely seen in other theaters and as abnormal as the catching choices are, they are all giving their all. It is impressive, and she is sure William would be appreciative of their hard work. "I remember that, it was a rather interesting evening, wasn't it?"
@senatusstarters location: the FUNCTION notes: using his telepathy for one event only
Assan spoke plainly into the mind of the person sat next to him as the two enjoyed the modern Roman's interpretation of a timeless classic. "Lilith is a very good Ophelia," all the actors were surprisingly talented, Nabi as the Ghost of Hamlet's Father was surprising casting - and the necromancer as Hamlet's mother was certainly a choice, but Assan had to give it to every one of them. "I saw the original when it was still being performed by the Lord Chamberlain's men." He recounted, Robin had been a big fan of all Shakespeare's work - kind of a fangirl. Assan sat with an overflowing plate of snacks, uncharacteristically sharing with the person next to him.
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Food was always the way to his heart, so Robin was right to suggest it to him. It was incentive enough for Assan to continue attending, that and he liked fantasy and roleplay. It was absolutely not reason for him to organize any of the gatherings though, Assan would leave that to the professional people gatherers. He felt fortunate that Robin never seemed to have much of a problem understanding him, perhaps that was owed in part to her clairvoyance. That seemed to be a trademark among some of the fey. As carefree as Assan came across, it wasn’t all sushi rolls and smiles. Everyone had their struggles, everyone had their conflicts. “Salmon,” came the easy response as if to say that she didn’t need to worry about him.
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“The gods are turning their eyes to this realm, Assan. Worry is not something I can let go lightly,” she reminds her with a sigh. Problems kept pilling up like an abnormally dangerous Jenga tower and pretending that they are not is not something that she is capable of doing. Not when it is clear that the smallest of nudges might bring the entire tower crashing down in a tragic manner. Robin can’t help everyone, can’t protect them all, but she has to try to protect those she cares about. Has to try and protect her court too, before everything else. But if she can, she will protect her best friend too, as best as she can. “But do not take as me not trusting you, I know you can take care of yourself. I just. Well, with everything I cannot help the worry.”
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Sometimes, most of the time, Assan just wished everything was easier. It was so troublesome to have to do everything himself when all he really wanted to do was find a nice soft bed somewhere and lay down. It wasn’t easy to make Assan feel uncomfortable, and the military presence within the city wasn’t really capable of pulling it off, but he didn’t like that they were bothering Robin. If she wanted he’d help her but getting the demigod to do anything always involved some form of bribery, he only managed to make it through several hours of D&D because there were always snacks and soda there. Sweet, sweet soda. A discontented sigh brought his gaze up towards the sky, idly the demigod wondered what was waiting for them on the horizon. “Tuna.” was all he said.
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“Consider the bright side,” Robin says with a grin as she eyes Assan. “More sessions means more free food for you.” She doesn’t mind providing the money for the goodies, not when the sessions are one of the bright spots at the moment. All work and no play makes her a dull fey, and although she is taking her duties rather more seriously than she had ever taken anything else, bar a few exceptions such as her time with the Robin Hood crew. “A good question,” she sighs out as her grin drops and she eyes Assan first and then their surroundings. “I can’t really say what is coming, but we all can guess that is something big. As such, please do try to be careful, I wouldn’t want to see you hurt.”
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“Tuna.” Please. Assan said as he folded his hands behind his head and walked forward with Robin at his side, head tilted towards the sun. It was so warm in Italy, especially with summer just around the corner. That suited Assan’s temperament perfectly since he was most fond of sleeping outside, sometimes under the stars, sometimes in a cat nap somewhere on a rooftop. Occasionally he slipped into another’s home and snagged their couch or their bed. Dungeons & Dragons were fun, the tiefling was clearly the most superior choice - getting everyone together was a hassle though and Assan never had the motivation. That was on Robin and Rawlins’ shoulders. There was something bothering him and it wasn’t any human with a gun, he’d come to Rome for a reason but everything he thought of just felt like so much work. He looked towards Robin from the corner of his eye, “Salmon?” Are they making you nervous?
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“I do have a rather time consuming job, you know,” Robin says dryly at Assan’s dismissal. Planning meet ups had fallen upon the cambion’s shoulder, at the end, as any free time that Robin found herself having was devoted to personal projects or meets up with those she cared for. On occasion, she would help Rawlins with organizing, but with the forest closing it’s borders, it would be impossible for her to host unless it is on her apartments within Rome and she would rather those remained secret to most aside of Assan and a few others. At least for now. She shares a brief look with Assan at his question and inclines her head ever so slightly. “I have never found pleasure on their presence, and their overt displays of power do not bode well for Rome, now that they have been foolish enough to work with them.”
who? @assanx
where? the streets of rome
“Please tell me the next session is to take place, I truly need the amusement,” Robin pleads playfully as she falls into step next to Assan, shoulders not quite tense as her eyes keep flickering around, trying to find members of the Eye amidst the crowd as they walk. With Assan by her side, she feels her shoulders relax, knowing he will have her back, but the paranoia still remains if lessened. There is truly too much happening in Rome with the Eye and the Asphodel and the Drows in the Otherworld, and she desperately needs some time to relax with her best friend. “We left it to such a cliffhanger too, and I am at the edge of my seat.”