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Dmitri

Humility

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a character in “The Infinity Realm”, as played by fading-into-eternity

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GENERAL INFORMATION


Race
☞Human
Role
☞Humility
Gender
☞Female
Nickname(s)/Alias(es)
☞Demi (her aunt calls her this)
Age
☞21
Love Interest
☞No one just yet.
Face Claim
☞Saber- Fate/Stay Night
Sexuality
☞Heterosexual





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APPEARANCE


Height
☞5'5 1/2"
Weight
☞145 lbs.
Build
☞Tall/Thin- a dancer's body
Hair Color
☞Blonde
Eye Color
☞Green
Scars/Tattoos/Piercings
☞A small scar on her right cheekbone, and a tattoo of a sword on her left wrist.
Description
☞Dmitri had light-ish green eyes and chest-lenght blonde hair which she usually wears up in a ponytail. Her casual wear usually consists of either this outfit or this one.




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MENTALITY


Oddities
☆Dmitri has never really had any real friends since she was home-schooled, and her aunt controlled most of her life.
☆ She can't leave someone in need without helping them.
Skills
☄Coming up with stuff off the top of her head, as in she is a quick thinker.
Power
☼Astral Projection- She can thrust her consciousness/soul/mind/spirit/astral form out of her body. This form can travel through solids, possess things, and be used as a form of persuasion (for telling people things without actually being there, like a conscious). If necessary, it can take a solid form and fight.

Likes
♡ Dance (ballet)
♡ The smell of strawberries.
♡ The dust particles in sunlight, and sunlight in general.
Dislikes
♥ Pollen and bugs.
♥ Bullies, and anyone rude or disrespectful.
♥ Compliments, she's never been very good at receiving them.
Hobbies
☏ Ballet
☏ Reading
☏ Calligraphy

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Phobia(s)
☠ The fear of being truly alone- Dmitri has always had at least her aunt there, but if she leaves, Dmitri will have no one, and she is absolutely terrified of that.
☠ The fear of darkness- more as the "evil" sense and not physical darkness.
Personality

♉ Taurus: Dmitri is usually calm and collected, though she is shy around strangers, she opens up to those close to her, who is only her aunt. She is generous and loyal and always helps people she doesn't know, even if she is shy. She is dependable and determined to accomplish things, and independent when she needs to be.



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BACKGROUND


Relationship Status
♕Single
Family
☁Her father is in prison.
☁Her mother has gone off somewhere.
☁Her aunt is her legal guardian, who has been ill lately, or so it seems.

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Personal History

Dmitri's parents split when she was four, after having an abusive relationship where her father got put in jail. Her mother was broken and poor, and eventually ran away, leaving Dmitri to stay with her Aunt Paris, who at first was strict and hard ruling. After a year, however, when Dmitri had just turned six, Paris became the loving guardian that Dmitri never had. Though, sometimes controlling and rarely letting Dmitri out of the house, Paris gave Dmitri all of her love. For many years the two got along quite well, but about three years ago, when Dmitri was going to apply to colleges, Paris cut her off to the rest of the world and kept her inside and locked away, except for when shde allowed Dmitiri to go to her studio to dance with a company. Alone, Dmitri wished desperately to make her own life choices, but she never actually ran away, and she wished to help others do the same, and so there was .:nfinity:.



Here is "L" Dmitri's Astral Projection.
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So begins...

Dmitri's Story

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Location: Underground the Graveyard of Fear
Time of Day: Morning (5:25 A.M.)
Three hours prior to the Gateway opening



"Almost show time~!" Whisper purred out, opening a rather small coffin that laid on a rotten wood table, a satin white sheet covering it just to keep the coffin 'safe'. He had periodically dug this coffin up throughout the years, almost as if he could never part with it. Whisper's smirk was ear to ear at this point as he stroked a large orb, it's insides nothing put pure black. A void of pure nothingness. His mission, his plan, was finally coming together perfectly. After thousands, millions of years, finally he had found the perfect subjects to bring to "Infinity". Ones that, no matter what they did, would eventually aid him in hi venture to gather all one-hundred and fifty pages. No matter if three were the only ones needed, his master desired all of them.

Whisper, since the moment the original four friends had even stepped foot in the realm, had always been watching. Always observing them for the slightest of flaws, cracks, as one would say. He needed ways to hit home, to make them stay. He found those ways, and within only about maybe a million or so years, maybe even less, all seven sins had finally gathered. Now the real show would begin.

As for the virtues, well, he had no apparent control over them. He simply was making an educated guess that they would just so happen to show up within three hours from now. Then, his beloved "puppets" would do his dirty work for him, with a little persuasion that those tiny, pathetic virtues would be their ultimate downfall without all the pages.

Oh how devious! Yes, absolutely devious! Once that was done, all he would have to do would b-

Crap, where had he put those papers? He needed to send those papers off to each one of the sins!... And Kouji. He couldn't forget Kouji. "Goddamn it..." Whisper hissed, gathering the papers he had put together about each Virtue, mainly just describing where each virtue would be located once the gateway would open. What they chose to do within the next hours or so would be up to them. Knowing Kouji, he'd mostly be on top of things, try and locate the largest group of his fellow 'comrades'... But wouldn't that ruin the fun of this all? Scribbling one more thing down on Kouji's paper he'd be receiving, it would direct him to the Ocean District. Now he was having fun. He grinned as he began rolling each separate piece of paper into a neat looking scroll, tied with a ribbon.

Chuckling, Whisper tightly gripped each copy, he climbed the wooden ladder, pushing the tombstone that hide the entrance to his lair aside, climbing out as he pushed it back into place, sealing that entrance. Without even a word, there were eight crows in front of him, each one in a matter of minutes having the ribbon tied around their necks and taking off to their designed targets.



Letter to the Sins

Hey! I thought you should know, but the Gateway is going to be opening soon. The rest of the virtues are coming. Perhaps, you would like their locations listed below? Good luck finding them before the others! Oh, and I'll send the virtue that has been right under your nose the entire time to one of you as well.

Temperance - Forest
Patients - Business/Residential
Humility - Red-light district
Chastity - Black Market
Kindness - Never Ending Winter
Charity - Never Ending Summer
Kouji - Diligence

~Yours truly,
Whisper




Letter to Kouji


Hey, the rest of the virtues will be showing up within an hour or two from now. I'll send them to the Ocean district, so wait there, okay? If their haven't arrived an hour from when you get this letter, then there might of been a slight complication, so you may need to go after them... Good luck Kouji, you'll need it for this. Here is the locations incase someone doesn't show up...

Temperance - Forest
Patients - Business/Residential
Humility - Red-light district
Chastity - Black Market
Kindness - Never Ending Winter
Charity - Never Ending Summer

~Your friend,
Whisper




Time of Day: Morning (8:25 A.M.)
The Gateway opening precisely now.



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Location: Gateway Entrance
Time: 8:00 A.M.



There was dust everywhere. Dmitri couldn't remember there being this much dust when her mother resided in this room, but it had been years since anyone had even bothered setting foot into the deep blue walls. She ran her hands lightly over the dresser and pictures that sat on the bedside table. With a deep sigh she sat on the edge of the bed. She supposed that she missed her mother, but Dmitri couldn't quite remember the woman. Her aunt had been terrible these past few weeks, she hasn't allowed Dmitri out of the house except to get the mail, and stayed in her room all day with her cigarettes and beer cans. Dmitri hadn't even been allowed to go and dance.

She sometimes wondered why she didn't just leave, it wasn't like there was anything stopping her, but she couldn't take it upon herself to leave her aunt all alone. But now she was going to do it. She was finally going to leave. However, Dmitri hadn't actually told her aunt about this strange oppurtunity, so she now stood to grab a pen to write a note. It would be short and sweet.

Paris,

Thank you for all of these years, they've been grand. I'm leaving now, dont look, you most certainly won't find me. I wish you all the luck in the world. Goodbye.

With love,
Demi.


She supposed that it was a rather rude letter, but she was too nervous to tell her aunt to her face. And so she had packed a backpack full of clothes and her ballet shoes and went into her mother's room to wait for the promise of a new life. She was feeling a bit nervous now, her palms were sweaty and her ankles were cold for some odd reason.

Dmitri placed the letter delicately on her mothers old pillow and smoothed the sheets down where she had sat. With one last glance I the mirror that hung above her mother's dresser, she stood and realized how pale she had become due to her lack of outside life. She would have to change that.





Location: Gateway Entrance
Time: 8:25 A.M.


The gate way opened and Dmitri took one last breath in her world before stepping through, without looking back. She would begin again in this new, beautiful...

This was definitely not what she was expecting. The light on the street was dim and it was rather noisy. It smelled like cigarette smoke and bars and all across the streets she saw signs for rather sketchy looking places. This was not the new life she had been promised, she was NOT going to become a stripper.

“Oh lord, what have I gotten myself into."

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Location: Red- Light District
Time of day: 5 A.M.


It is rather interesting to stroll around when the day is just about to begin for some, where in the other hand the other bunch is just about to sleep. Drunken individuals all around the place, women who try to pick some men up from the street to get some amusement and pleasure... it is a common sight for Angle, and Angle couldn't describe with words how he loved the sight of his little possession. Yes, the whole district belonged to him, even though he is more recognized as a regular costumer of the clubs rather than the ruler. He wanted it likewise and no one shall know his real identity. The scent of alcohol, drugs and strong perfume lingered in the air, letting Angle breath the familiarity of the place he loved the most. It is only here where other than his family accepted him as who he is -- not like a filth that isn't to be regarded. It was... satisfying, kind of.

"Oh, what we have here? Angie!! Long time no see! Care for a drink?," A seducing and flirty women voice made him turn around. It was the woman from one of the strip clubs who he shared a night with. Nothing in particular special, it was just that, she had those breasts. And it was rare to get a chance to fondle those. So, what's the deal? Not like it was a crime. She wanted it and Angle was pleased by it. Enough to get his time passed and that’s supposed to be it. Nothing more, nothing less; a loose relationship like always. Angle smiled, glancing pointedly to her breasts while having those heavy-lidded eyes look her way, getting her grin to get wider. "It was really awhile since I last saw you," He uttered with a flirty undertone. She laughed, led him to the next bar. Of course, she was the one to get drunk. It's always like that. Angle is just unable to get drunk and can still stand properly after drinking many glasses at a row. You call it inhuman, Angle called it skill. A skill very often used for his own, little pleasure. He had found amusement in dragging drunken women to a hotel you see. He was particularly pleased when figuring that their skills in bed improve and are wilder when they're drunk. Especially interesting for Angle, you must note. Hence, that's what he did: he carried her to the mentioned place and shut the door behind him. What's next I leave to your imagination.

Location: Red-Light District
Time of day: 8 A.M.


He loved the time afterwards, when chilling alone on the terrace, high above the ground with the sun had yet to show herself. Somehow, it had that relaxing atmosphere, between life and death when leaning outside, stretching his hand and feet into the air where anyone would be afraid to fall down and die miserably. No, not Angle. It was his ecstasy and when feeling the wind, he'll get more swoon away that you can almost call it adrenalin rush what he is so addicted for. However, that wasn't it. It was simply the thought that he'll not die, even when...; at least, similar to it. Angle himself can't describe it well, it is only his drug. With a grin, he quitted the room without caring for the mess he had left. Not like that was the first time.

The bird came flying when he was just about to go to the Black Market, wanted to pay Ciel a visit. The however, appear to have to wait a little bit longer. The message written upon the letter was just too precious to be ignored. A virtue... a word that Angle couldn't believe someone can define within the reality he now lived. The virtue of Humility... someone fairly interesting had stepped upon the land of which Angle ruled. Wasn't that reason enough to apporach her respectively him? A mischievous smile appeared on his face at the time he let the crow go. Time for hunting!

Location: Red-Light District
Time of day: 8.25 A.M.


It was of an advantage that he knew most of the faces in the district. And whatsoever this virtue may be and howsoever it may look like, Angle was confident to find it. Not only will he or she look out of place, but also he or she might not have the slightest clue where he or she landed. Something that makes it easier, of course. He looked around; asked here and there, make small talk... as he finally arrived in one of the most crowded strip clubs. It was his favourite, to be real honest. There front of it walked a girl, looking rather unhappy seeing all the clubs on the roadside. A she, was his first thought that was tightly accompanied by a sly grin. He walked front to her right to the direction she currently was walking, made it look like he was too concentrated seeing all the stores along the street so that his purposed collision appeared as a mere accident. "God, I am sorry! I didn't look front of me properly! Are you alright?"

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Location: Red Light District
Time: 8:30 A.M.




Dmitri stepped out of the loudness and darkness of yet another strip club with fewer of the answers to her questions answered then when she came in. She may have had even more questions now. The dim outside light did not help in warning her when a taller man ran into her, not looking where he was going.

When the strange man bumped into her, Dmitri's first thought was about his scent. It was a strange thing to think about, or even notice in the first place, but this man smelled different than the rest of the people in this disturbing place. He smelled, well, cleaner she supposed, and more real than the rest of these prostitutes. He also seemed to carry himself with a different air than the rest of the people. It seemed like he knew what he was doing, and that he held a sense of power here.

"God, I am sorry! I didn't look front of me properly! Are you alright?"

Either his concern was genuine or he was acting, Dmitri couldn't exactly tell, and she had no idea if she could trust anyone in this place. She decided to take a leap of faith. She inhaled deeply and then spoke.

“Oh, its alright, I'm fine. That was my fault though I'm sorry, you see I'm a bit lost..." She paused for a moment, unsure of what to say next. Then she decided to just tell the truth. “I was told that I am a Virtue, do you um have any idea as to where I need to go?"

With a second thought she realized that she was being selfish and became rather flustered. She curled her toes in her shoes and swayed back and forth a bit.

“Oh erm, I'm sorry forget about it, you look busy, I'll just be going then!"

With a tiny bow to the seemingly out-of-place man she looked around for any sign to point her where to go, and, secretly hoping that the man would help her out of the kindness of his heart, she began to walk off.