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located in Darwin, a part of Syzygy, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Celeste Character Portrait: Kitra Vacivus
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Celeste nodded, blushing slightly. "I meant it when I said it," it was strange hearing Kitra call her Father Dad, contradicting herself, it also felt right, in a way, almost fitting that Zadkiel would have taken over in Lucifer's stead to watch the rest of his three children grow and thrive. Perhaps it was his way of asking for an apology to the deceased man, wanting to move past their differences and finally forge peace. "I want a child or two of our own," she smiled warmly. "I don't know if it hurts, I only carried Thanos's baby for a week before they aborted it." They had done it while Celeste was asleep, her Father making the decision for her. "I'm glad he did it," Celeste admitted, "I don't think I would have been able to raise that child," much less survive the birth of it. "But once we're ready for it-" Celeste found herself blushing.

"Then-then I'd like to have our baby," not anytime soon, Celeste was in no rush to get pregnant, she wanted to enjoy her youth. "I mean-if my body still can, you know, after having the light disease and all." It could be likely that Celeste would never be able to have kids because of the chemo-therapy. "I guess when we're ready, I can have Ryker take a look," just the thought of having him look up there was enough to make her cheeks turn pink. "You're soft side is showing again," Celeste stood on tip toe to kiss Kitra's cheek. The angel, so short and small and the demon, so tall and graceful, were so opposite it was almost funny how well they got along.

"Now, where are we heading first?" Celeste smiled, looking out over the open waters. They had steered away from the docks and were now heading towards where the fishermen set out everyday to catch and bring in their wares. "Our first real adventure alone together," normally they were escorted by siblings or guards, but this time, it was just the two of them. Almost like the Hotel Loupelle, only there wouldn't be any hiding under fake names or needing to worry about delusions and getting found out. Celeste couldn't wait to chart the waters, to survey passages and maybe take a swim in the open ocean. "I still have to teach you to swim," Celeste remembered. Maybe once they had settled in and unpacked she would take to the waves and display to Kitra how it was done.

"It's beautiful," Celeste's eyes sparkled, watching the gulls caw and the fish scatter to get out of the way of this strange vessel that worked on lightning and not charms. Other fishermen tipped their hats as they passed, some bowing out of respect for the Queens. Celeste waved on the occasion, more than happy to chat with the boats they passed. She stayed by Kitra's side, knowing that this was where she belonged, that she was Kitra's and Kitra's was her's and no one would ever stop them.