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Dimitri V.V. Brasher

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a character in “Come Dance With Me”, as played by Rainbow Unicorns

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FULL NAME
      Dimitri Vaughn Valentin Brasher
      Only one person can call me Vee-Vee, and you sure as hell aren't her.

AGE
      Twenty-one {21} years of age
      Legal drinking age and smoking age as far as I'm concerned.

GENDER
      Male
      Wanna check? It's pretty big, man. Don't think you can handle it.

TYPE
      Hip-hop
      Lyrical, or straight out the gate.

SEXUALITY
      Demisexual & demiromantic
      ...I'm technically taken... And I don't like woman that much anyway.

NATIONALITY
      ~Pending calculations~
      Why the fuck would you care to begin with? It's my own business.


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HEIGHT
      (6' 1.5")

WEIGHT
      (166.0 lbs)

HAIR COLOR
      Onyx

EYE COLOR
      Royal Yellow ██

SKIN TONE
      Fair, being a light peach compared to most.

GENERAL APPEARANCE
      To be honest? Dimitri seems to be in complete, nearly perfect condition. He's pretty tall, and has the weight to decently back it up. Of course, half of it is mainly from the muscles. A constant bed-head wearer, a piercing manic, and a black and red combo fan, he seems to play the part of looking like a "homeboy that looks like sharkweek".



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PERSONALITY
      ✦ Blunt ✧ Untrusting ✦ Playful ✧ Trouble making ✦

      ANSWER HERE


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LIKES
      ✦Cats - EXPLANATION
      ✧Hip-hop - EXPLANATION
      ✦All apple things - EXPLANATION
      ✧Slasher films - EXPLANATION
      ✦Dancing solo - EXPLANATION


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DISLIKES
      ✦More then three people in a dance - EXPLANATION
      ✧Dogs & Dolls - EXPLANATION
      ✦His childhood home - EXPLANATION
      ✧Personal space invasion - EXPLANATION
      ✦Being pushed - EXPLANATION


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      ✦Hip-hop - A release, a sense of pure and utter freedom. No one can tell him how to live his life when he's dancing the style, or listening to the songs to block out the whispers, murmurs, of those who pass him by. Those who know the horrors he's seen.
      ✧Question avoiding - When you've been doing it as long as he has, you eventually become a pro. He doesn't lie, just just skillfully starts to dodge and maneuver around them. You could say he learned from the best, that being his father.
      ✦Adaptable - Be it to new surroundings, people, or dance itself, Dimitri can definitely adapt to most... most.
      ✧Defusing situations - It was how he calmed his mother down when she went into a rage, and even then... the results varied for him when it came down to the wire. Either she got rougher, or she made him give it up for something 'gentle'.
      ✦Volleyball - He took it up after temporarily quitting dance. It eventually helped cover for the bruises he had around the wrists, and his knees. He eventually just came to love it though, and still won't stop playing it.

FLAWS
      ✦Question avoiding - Even when he doesn't mean too, you'll rarely get a straight answer out of him.
      ✧Flinching - Especially when it comes to hands being raised towards his face. That's too much like his mother.
      ✦Short fuse - Mainly when it comes to irritation levels. There are certain triggers he just can't stand, certain things that'd get him beyond the normal 'shut up' irritation.
      ✧Untrusting - EXPLANATION
      ✦Nightmares - EXPLANATION

FEARS
      ✦His mother - EXPLANATION
      ✧His mother hurting his brother - EXPLANATION
      ✦Being abandoned - EXPLANATION
      ✧Shut doors at night - EXPLANATION
      ✦Intimacy - EXPLANATION



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So begins...

Dimitri V.V. Brasher's Story

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Time: 8:45 PM
After all the students and coaches have had their day or reuniting a week before, now is the true reunite, where every student and coach gets over whatever feelings they had before and focus on the one thing that originally brought them back together in the first place: dance.
It was a last minute thing, seeing how the classes were to be schedule later, but it was clear no one could wait any long after having connected again so soon. It's dark, cold and dark and raining, yet comforting. The city of New York reminds many of home, when and where they used to practice together when times were less serious and dramatic.
Hopefully, that's still the case...
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Bali got out of her car after parking. The whole time she drove, she was both excited and afraid to see everyone again, even though she'd already met with them a week before. She couldn't help that small smile that just didn't leave her face the whole time she drove. In fact, because she was spacing out, imagining dancing with everyone, she nearly passed a red light twice and forgot exactly where she was driving, having to make a few couple U turns and what such.

She had just come back from her part time job as a barista at a small, near by coffee shop. She only worked part time, just to keep her busy when she wasn't doing anything and to help out with the cost of the apartment since her parents always seemed to be busy working, themselves. Even her three other sisters tried to pitch in for the cost, though they didn't really do much... Even a little bit counted.

The whole time she worked, Bali had been wearing her dancing clothes underneath her uniform the whole time, even though it was uncomfortable. For some reason, the option of changing after work hadn't occurred to her until she was trying to both drive while strip off that first layer of clothes. It wasn't difficult, though she was driving... incredibly slow. At least five other cars honked at her while she struggled, probably looking ridiculous at the same time.

It was late to do a dance class, but she couldn't help it. She desperately wanted to dance, especially with her friends from way back when. Even if she never told them about her leaving from before, even if some of them might be angry at her, she was still excited. Optimism was her forte, after all.

Upon arriving, she stared up at the building, some sort of sparkling look in her eyes. She was brought back to those small, childhood memories of being a kid and a teen, dancing with everyone when things were serene and calm... Now they'd go back to that again.

Unfortunately, she hadn't exactly brought an umbrella - well, more like she almost did but forgot to put it in the back seat - so getting out of the car and into the building was a bit of a clumsy run across the cement and into the building. Her dark, curly hair, which was once neat and put back, was now growing more tangled and weighing heavier on her head. She realized that getting her hair wet didn't mean it straightening out, it just mean it'd grow to be more of a... bush.

She burst into her class, being taught by a good friend from the past, Nana, exclaiming with soaked hair, clothes, and shoes, "I-I'm here! Um... didn't know if I was late or not. Am I late? Er, work kind of got in the way." She laughed a bit while trying to dry her hair with her hands.

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Character Portrait: Bali Cannon Character Portrait: Nakahara Hirokichi Character Portrait: Emi Mizuhara Character Portrait: Anders Vinter Character Portrait: Mavis E. Miller Character Portrait: Yaro Akizawa Character Portrait: Nana Osayomi Character Portrait: Apolline Durant Character Portrait: Valentine Sinclair Character Portrait: Zayn Leila Monroe Character Portrait: Mikhail Yves Roux Character Portrait: Dimitri V.V. Brasher Character Portrait: Carmen Villegas Cordero Character Portrait: Eli B. Brasher
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Time: 20:45
Place: Studio

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I shouldn't be here...

Nakahara had walked into the studio about twenty minutes ago. The people whom were there didn't even get a glance from him as his brown hues as he started quite adamantly at the floor as he strode inside. Being a professional, punctuality was in his blood. He had kept his distance from the group that was gathered there, leaning his back into the far wall.

He had taken some days off of work for this get together, having a couple months off of his usual and mundane desk job. The work itself was easy, but the work place gave off a very lonely feeling. So far, this place didn't feel all that different. He had no one to blame but himself though, purposely keeping a bit of a distance from the others. It had been years since he saw them all after they had left, leaving him the only one to remain in the end. He wasn't hurt by that however, but felt that he was the one at fault. The past week wasn't much different. Sure some of them sort of got to know each other once more but Naka had locked himself in his room, not bothering to come out until he had to be at the studio. Even then he left at the crack of dawn so hardly no one even knew he was there.

He, like many others most likely, had received a sort of introductory letter that stated their classes and dancing groups. His dull eyes scanned over the page, though he didn't feel the need to complain about being around the most sexually charged people, at least as far as he could remember.

The Exotic Predator, Carmen Villegas Cordero. One of the few people who was older than Naka himself. His rather erotic and spontaneous behavior would normally be at odds with Naka's more calm and dead pan appearance.

The Prince Charming, Eli Blaine Brasher. The younger brother of Dimitri with what seems to be an obsession with his own chest flaunting. Despite being insincere, he was someone Naka could respect, if not be slightly uncomfortable around.

The Sin, Valentine Sinclair. She's not all that a person in the end, honestly. After all someone who's a die hard for Shakespeare can't be all that bad. Naka can't help but remember some cringe worthy incidents with this underclassmen back in the day.

Lastly was their dance leader, or choreographer of sorts, Mikhail Yves Roux. This is an envy inducing sight to behold for Naka, as he greatly revered both his skill and personality. Mikhail was everything Nakahara could never dream to be.

As his eyes scanned the paper, Naka could almost feel himself shrink smaller and smaller still. He was an introverted and picky child in the presence of the very visage of 'sex' or 'excellence'. He felt dwarfed in comparison, though he did not mind. This, in his mind, was at least a bit normal. He continued to read the page.

Duet dancing. It's not as bad as dancing on his own, however the idea of dancing with one these people under the specialty of a professionally trained ballet and jazz dancer was not something to be over the roof about. He preferred group dances that required little to no physical contact in the end. None of them were shy about getting all touchy feely, much to his distress.

"...?"

A look of surprise came across his face. He had noticed all his thoughts. He was getting nostalgic over the names. He was thinking of what his life would be like in dance once more. Thoughts of returning to his desk job didn't cross his mind for once. He felt... Almost happy.

Was this the best choice in the end, after all?

Of course not. It was only a matter of time until he stained the bonds with his cowardly ways.

He let out a long sigh, looking up from the paper and around the room.

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Nana Decided to get things started with those who were in her class now, who ever was late would just have to catch up. She stood at the front of the class her hands on her hips and waited for everyone to be quiet, which was rather quick due to her almost mean and frightening look. Once they were quiet she smiled. "Alright then! I want to see what we will be working with this year, I'm sure you all know each other if not of each other, but you can chit chat after we leave here!" She walked over to the stereo that was hooked up to her Ipod and unplugged it. I trust you all Carry around some sort of music with you, Quickly pick out a song and put it on and perform a short piece for us. Starting with the youngest."
She walked to the back of the room and folded her arms and stood waiting for the students to get moving.

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