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✴ Amir ✴

✴ Ageless ✴

✴ King | Ruler of the Cosmos | Master ✴

✴ Starcaller ✴

✴ Alignment: Neutral - Cosmos ✴




Amir most simply put, is King of the Stars. He's been around as long as time itself.  It's said he helped both Adonai (Human's version of God) and Lucifer, the Morning star, create suitable conditions for the planet now called earth and its solar system along with many others. Amir is most commonly recognized as Anu The 'Sky Father' in the middle east, Zvaizdikis in the Baltic States or the Black-God in Native American Lore. With ultimate creation over the galaxies, Amir has no other perks going for him. He cannot nor could he ever create life, or suitable living conditions. The stars are his masterpieces and his source of power, what inhabits them, he has no control. Before the great war between Heaven and Hell All three of the deities worked together to create a place for humans and other supernatural creatures to dwell. though when the great war between light and dark began Amir chose not to pick a side. He disappeared for a while until Lucifer, the Morning star infiltrated his kingdom in the stars. Amir, being unprepared, had his guard down costing his bride her life. He's since then rebuilt his kingdom into the flourishing city it is today. The Starcaller population once again is beginning to climb, after almost being cast into extinction on that day. Now, after his rebirth thanks to his second in command to the throne, he's returned to once again dwell the stars. Though Earth oddly seems to be one of his favorite...

Amir actually has two main appearances. (Picture above.) Once there were two separate beings, one consumed the other, allowing Amir to  ascend to his full self once again.  Taking the casual fashion from the part of him that was consumed, Amir dresses casual most of the time. Though he does have an Arabic feel about him. Most Starcallers also dress in Middle Eastern clothes and speak the language. It's said the Middle East developed their clothing style long ago after coming into contact with the Starcaller race.  While easily blending in with society, it's not Amir's first priority. When in his kingdom and in battle, our King will change his form to the more commonly recognized attire for King of the Stars. This includes, red silk drapes and several Middle East inspired gold pieces. This is Amir's "True Form" but one he's grown to use solely when necessary.


Amir is a jumble of a few different characteristics. Once two beings that shared virtually the same traits. Amir now also bares their signs of Violence and defiance. He's a schemer and prefers to do his work from the sidelines. Aside from his God-Complex, he's also what his servant Jett refers to him as a 'Closet Sociopath.' Amir's calm and cool on the surface, but certain things in that vast mind of his rub him the wrong way. He's abusive to his servants. This is his way of relieving the stress his mind causes.  Amir is ambitious, he gets what he wants, and doesn't stop until his goal is met. Oddly since his Resurrection, he seems to be a tad more peaceful. 

✴ Condescending ✴ God - Complex ✴ Charming ✴ Cunning ✴ Deranged ✴ Abusive ✴ Cool on the Surface✴ Leader 

✴ Extremely Intelligent ✴ No-Mercy ✴

✴ Single | Polygamy | Not interested | Heterosexual | Master ✴

Amir has had two lovers in his life that he relatively cared for. The first being a mere forest elf. She soon became his bride to be. Though in the great war against Heaven and Hell, Lucifer infiltrated Amir's kingdom, costing his bride her life.  The second was a Demon, yes even with his hate of Demons, Amir managed to look past it all. Sadly his instincts of distrust took the best of him. Paranoia pushed the two apart, though when they finally came together it looked as if he'd been right all along. She plunged her hand through his heart, leading to his death. If it weren't for his second in command Seren, Amir wouldn't be alive today. 

Amir doesn't usually Marry/ Mate for love. He's grown rather cold to the idea.  He can come off charming, dominant and even romantic at times, sadly most of that has just been acquired from eons of life.  Amir's not cold to affection however, pretty much any one that pledges their allegiance to him, he'll find a use for. This was the case for most of his past lovers and servants alike.  Being the way he is, his wive(s) and servants do most of his dirty work, so they're always handy to have around. 

Seren( Right Hand Servant )


Amir's second in command to his throne in the Stars. She handles all the 'boring' stuff, while Amir's away. She's his Army General and currently holds almost as much power over the stars as he does. Seren was hand picked and trained by Amir. She serves him well. Even though he doesn't show it, having Seren around always seems to take a load of stress off his shoulders. He's silently grateful to have her around.

Viviette( Almost a lover - Neutral/Enemies )


A past 'lover'. While the two never actually made it to that 'couple' stage. Maybe somewhere in another life the two could have worked out. Instead it ended in Amir's death. He remembers Viviette all the way back from when the two first met. She was innocent - maybe not, and kind hearted. An annoyance to him, but still a joy to be around. Now she's all grown up, and clearly has other motives that don't include him. He holds hate for Viv now, even if he doesn't show it. Murder a king once - shame on him. Murder a King twice? Won't happen.

Valkyrie ( Interest- Enemies ) 

Amir has known Valkyire longer than anyone he currently associates with, aside from his own people. She was the first person he interacted with upon visiting Earth for the first time after it's creation. He helped her prosper as leverage later down the line which ended up failing. Valkyrie puts a new definition to independent and Amir hates it. He has plans for her, and always seems to have an eye on her ever since those void abilities of her's awoke. It wont be long now before he finally makes his move. 


Jett ( Alpha Servant )


Although Seren is Amir's right hand servant, Jett is often at Amir's side far more than she. He keeps Amir's servants on Earth in line, and rarely goes to the Kingdom in the Stars. When Amir isn't around, all his servants answer to Jett. He's not only the servants' keeper but protector as well. Jett and Amir work well together, and Amir will always choose Jett as a first pick in battle. Amir doesn't ask much from Jett and Jett never receives abuse from Amir. Our King would sacrifice much to keep Jett out of harm's way.

Ceres: ( Released Captive - Neutral )


While the war between Lucifer and Amir was fought. Amir captured Ceres, Lucifer's bride to be. Lucifer however, had forsaken Ceres last minute making her a useless pawn in Amir's game.  Out of anger, Amir tortured and raped the poor healer until Jett finally convinced Amir to release her. Stripping her of her wings, Amir left her at Hell's doorstep naked and brused. He's yet to see her again, but knows of the friendship she and his Alpha servant Jett share. 

Atlas: ( Void King - Enemies )


Void King. Another king that for so long remained neutral. Atlas is Valkyrie's protector, often keeping Amir from going through with the plans he has for her. However, lately he's become dormant. Disappearing has left an open window for Amir to do as he pleases with Valkyrie. Little does he know, Atlas sleeps in Valkyrie's weapon. While the two Kings don't have bad blood, their motives don't seem to line up. Amir has no idea what Atlas is thinking, nor what plans he has ahead.




Starcaller: A celestial being, with primary control over the Stars. All Starcallers are purebred. Starcaller Genes are recessive meaning if another species is present the Starcaller gene will be killed off leaving the other genes to take over. Half breeds aren't in existence.

✴ Telekinesis:  The ability to move objects with one's mind. This includes telekinetic blasts and waves.

✴  Teleportation: The ability to move from place to place in seconds. Amir created his own version of this which all Starcaller's now use. By folding the particles of space, he is able to travel cleanly, leaving behind no traces, dust, or evidence. Only other Starcaller's can detect him in transit.

✴  Essence Sense: All Starcallers possess this ability. With their hereditary cosmic silver eyes, they can see the dust and other cosmic particles surrounding everything.

✴  Cosmic Creation: The ability to hone his energy into an area to create stars, planets, milkyways and galaxies.

✴ Seduction: A wonderful Man-whore

✴  Materialization: The ability to divide atoms to create more or less of an inanimate object. It's best to keep metallic objects away from him in battle since he thrives off those the most. He must have a core substance to build off in order to create new atoms. 

✴  Draining touch: If enabled Amir can drain someone's energy as his own. He's far from a master at this ability and it often takes several hours to regain full health.

✴ Burst: A telekinetic type shield that consumes Amir's life energy in order to block virtually any attack. The shield is transparent and can only be identified by small waves that emanate around him. This skill is similar to Chronolock yet slightly weaker.

✴ Passives: Immunity to Mind Control | Ability to breathe in space | Immunity to Mind Reading.



✴ Amir doesn't have many offensive skills other than his Telekinesis, which is why his servants do most of his dirty work.

✴ The Mind: Amir mind is so powerful and packed with information that it's easily over-loadable. He'll mostly inflict this on himself by over thinking things - resulting in exhaustion and sleep-lack.

✴ Amir needs sleep unlike most supernaturals. It replenishes his energy and gives him a break from maintaining the stars. Some say this is why stars only come out on certain nights. 

✴Sheer Darkness & Pure Holy Light: Exposure to Holy light and Sheer darkness weaken him. He takes more damage from these elements over any other. If Amir is cast into either of the  two, it will obscure his vision to zero. This weakness is a double edged sword considering both elements are also weak against Cosmic energy such as his own. 

✴ Burst: This is one of Amir's abilities that keeps him safe from virtually anything that is thrown at him. However, when the telekinetic shield around him takes damage, the pain is still felt in his body. His mind takes the majority of the damage which allows his body to stay healthy. This can send Amir into insanity or if damaged enough cause him to pass out. 


✴ Amir's name means "To Command" and "To give orders."

✴ Amir was resurrected by his second in command to the throne Seren - It's a fun story, ask Amir about it.

✴ Amir has a sinister plot behind a particular Berserker he bullies. 

✴ Amir fears his own blood. 

✴ Amir has a strong hate for Demons, ever since the war vs. his Kingdom and Lucifer's.

✴ Over the years he's rebuilt his kingdom in the stars from the waste of war. It's now flourishing with a population of 451 Starcallers and other species.

 During intimate moments, Amir's guard is down and his mind can be read.

✴ Several of his servants suffer from Abuse.

✴ The power of his brain and expanse of his knowledge is a toll mentally to maintain.

✴ The Starcaller population is still close to extinction, genes play a big role. 

✴ Amir can 'change' people into a Starcaller, much like Vampires and Lycan's can change humans to one of their own. 

Hello all, my name's Derek. I haven't been writing all that long so please bare with me. I'll be going on 3 years in a couple months. Amir is a very complex character so again bare with me. He's been my only character all these years. As much as I try to branch out, it never seems to work. A few things below I wanted to point out about my enjoyments and dislikes when writing.

- I'm fine with ooc chatting.

- I prefer to plot before starting a storyline but its never necessary.

- Rarely will smut occur, if it does please inbox. I don't want that junk on my profile. 

- I don't reply quickly - most of the time. It's just how I am. 

-I can't and wont write with one liners. I'm not asking for a book, but I need something in order to give something. 

- Want to be a Starcaller? Ask. Amir can make it happen.

- Have a really crazy plot? Ask. I don't think I've ever said no to any plot before. Probably the reason my character is so complex. 

- We should all know the basic rules of Rping/Writing there for the only thing I ask for is Respect and tolerance with my slow replies. 


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  • "Hmmph. Simple is a gentle way I would put this situation but I digress." She happily took the rest of the offered wine bottle and helped herself to another half glass. She would have drunk it straight from the top had they not been in a restaurant. She wouldn't show disrespect to the place in the name of him. While he pushed his food away too and situated himself to a dominant position while leering at her she decided to take a hefty time enjoying the wine.

    The delicate taste of it, the way the tang mixed something perfect into the sweetness fit. It was like a juice, if not for the alcoholic sting that it gave as it went down. And the smell? Like summer. She could detect a hint of rose and been peppermint in the scent. The taste was something beyond elegant. The year made it all the better. 

    This entire process took somewhere around two minutes, almost three. Openly ignoring him after his demon comment. She'd heard the rest of wait he said after it too. But to make the so-called king wait brought a happy swelling in Lynn's chest as she chose to answer him in her own time at her own rate. 

    Finally, once that glass was empty and she was once more pouring herself another cup she didn't even bother to look at him when she answered. "I will ignore your prejudiced ideals of how deals are made. That, dear Draven, would be summoning. Not a deal itself. Blood drinking is for vampires. A deal is made, then the contract is sealed with a kiss." All the while she spoke the wine was poured. This time it nearly touched the rim of the glass before she was finished and delicately brought the full glass up to her lips for a generous sip. 

    "It must be consensual and agreed to by both parts. The contract is written in the soul and sealed by in the time of it." Another long drink. "Now the question is will you be able to stomach such a deal to be made." The corner other mouth curled as her honey-toned eyes came up to look at him. "This will be interesting. Now it is for you to decide how you would like to proceed with it."

  • If it hit a nerve she did not say. She was more observant than any, however. Her honey-toned eyes watched him pour the drink, watched his laziness, then watched him speak with a composed attitude that did not fit the filth that her words could spew at him. His host. It made her sick to even consider the thought of that. Of that little girl, she had come to love and raised as her own. She had to convince herself that it was just a means to an end. That little girl was no more hers. She never would be. What was once great became something evil. Mourning would help her not, it was better to ignore it completely. He would not be given the satisfaction of having got to her.

    Filthy. A single twitch was given. There were only so many blows a mother could take. And motherhood was something that Lynn did not think she might ever see in herself again. Not when everything she touched somehow got ruined the way that it did, even by Amir. Experimented on like a dog. Lynn had been done such a horror herself by her so-called father. A Reaper had created her for the fun of it. And now, so many years later she was what she was. Was she happy about it? Not in this very moment, she listened to this monster of a man talk about an innocent child.

    "Truce." She echoed. "You ask if me not to harm the thing, I will give that, deal or not. But guardianship? Am I not a disgusting pawn of Lucifer you so willingly came to and spewed about for as long as we have known each other and you trust and ask me, deal me, to make with you? I have consumed many souls of many. None as selfish as you if I accept this truce with you. It is not about a hunger for a soul or a vice to have them. A soul is just that, a soul. I gain nothing higher, get nothing more for taking them. Yet you always thought us power hungry beasts so I can see that mix up with how twisted your mand always was."

    She watched him pour a glass, then reach to hand it to her. She stared at the red liquid for a time then reached out a delicate hand to gently grasp the glass, only to pause as he did not release and said that. Her eyes flashed, then he released, and she brought the lip of the glass to her own to taste the sweet yet bitter red; after she placed it down tenderly in front of her.

    Her lips bubbled with a short laugh, her eyes down on the table as her molten anger that had sprung to the front seemed to evaporate just after him saying that. Things had always been personal between them, no matter the cost. Lynn was an intimate woman, talking business was nearly impossible with him. Her lips pursed, then smacked and she smiled sickly sweet to him which died slowly the further she spoke. "Once, I might have. But it seems they became a word search to me every time I looked up to see. They spelled out filth, demon scum, and Devil's play toy, traitor, excetra excetra..." Her hand waved loosely in the air. "And those mocking stars were made by the very man who willed them. After so many times of seeing that in each and every beautiful dazzling cluster, they can make a person sick to see. I do not need your stars or memories to know what you thought of me, Draven. and I do not need them to convince me, either."

    She brought up the glass and deliberately took a large, long drink of it thinking, calculating. Trying to convince herself to stop and think better. Gulp after gulp. Her tongue ran over her top lip, then she set the quarter full glass down and reverted her gaze out the window "If a deal, however, is what you want. It will be as you get. That I have it correctly of what you wish.. you request of me that I will not touch your parasite, harm it, hover to destroy it, guide it, Lord forbid. Once it leaves and you both are gone from this so-called useless planet; I get my peace." Slowly she blinked and returned her burning gaze back to him. "Deal?"

  • Lynn could handle the silence that came with walking in with him. She still felt overdressed, yet it was better than not being so at all. He could have at least told her so. Bah, whatever. It wasn't s though she were looking for any sense of approval from him. She was happy just being there with food that she trusted in a whole. While she was not all for seafood, she wasn't one to turn it down if it were given the chance at it.

    As they were sat down she neatly folded a napkin into her lap then leaned gently against the counter. Lynn scanned the menu as it was handed to them and easily found what it was she chose. Even after she had chosen she would continue to look at it. She always enjoyed the beauty that were menus as a whole. It reminded her of her own back at the shop and the attention to detail that she put in having made it. Section for the signature items, then the small ones. This one had pictures as well, she hummed

    She would only glance over to him if she were spoken to. And as she was she did turn to him, hazel eyes resting as close to his own as they could in his position. "No, I have not a clue. I also have no idea as to why you would want to make a deal for me." She explained smoothly, then her face pinched just a hint and she narrowed her eyes at him. "Do you think that could be the only thing that crosses my mind, Amir? No, I do not constantly think of them, furthermore, I have never thought of your own. I might be curious if you have ever had one, yes, but it was never a full thought on which. Then, in the brief moments that it was thought of, I quickly dismissed the idea of you having one at all for the sake that nothing as heartless as you could possess one. To have a soul is to have purity, to which Amir, you lack deeply."

    "I want no part of your abilities or incessantly bore of a being to be dissolved into me." The corner of her mouth twitched with a brief smile, "pardon my French." Can't go upsetting the poor man, after all, he might then skip out on her bill if he did.

    They were paused as the woman came up to take their order. He was polite enough to wait on Viv, she ordered an eel sushi roll, sweet tea for a drink. She then allowed the woman to take her menu then looked forward once more and soon to Amir as he continued. "Am I happy to hear it. You should not assume what you do not know. It has caused you problems in the past as well." Problems with them, thus she shut down his premature celebritorymindsite before it got started.

    "To communicate, to touch, to kiss, to betray, to assume; many things Amir, this creature that I am to you, you have done to me. I insist that you mind yourself, you come off as quite the prick when you think yourself too high above others, but do go on." She could block just as fast as he shot. She did listen though. Looking at the waitress when the glasses were brought. She eyed the second one, then pursed her lips. Was wine safe for her right now? If she drank it slowly, yes. Thus she would agree to have some. Her hazel eyes turned back to him. "Agree to your terms? You must first make your soul worthy of even wanting Amir. What would I gain by having your soul? And what would you gain from having a deal with me?"

  •   Valkyrie followed Amir inside, her feet, however, would remain on the ground. Unlike the magic caster in front of her, Valkyrie hated magic. Inside, the Mistress panned her gaze around. The stone room was huge, yet littered with art. She knew this from several years ago when she lived with Amir herself. It wasn't the art he was interested in, but the price tag that the art held. For someone that could quite literally duplicate diamonds. What was value worth anyway? 

      The stairs he began his decent up caught her eye. It was the only way to get further into the castle after all. Yet the odd igneous stone used to build this place kept her from feeling 'at home.' like he'd mentioned. Valkyrie crossed her arms over her chest. in an expectant manner. She knew where they were even though she had never before been here herself. When she lived with Amir, it was on Earth in his mansion. Now, however, he'd upgraded from a mansion back to his castle; the one laid in ruins, according to the stories anyway. 

      Although Amir's mood had lightened, Valkyrie refused to speak.

  • Keeping a sigh to herself, Viv only looked at his sort of attir and wished that she had stayed in her own beforhand. Now she felt overdressed. Oh well. Can't join them, beat them. She would be the one looking ravenious that night, he could look like a bum if he wanted to. 

    She asked her quesiton and he responded in kind. Unlike him she could take his hand withough being repusled, mostly. She took it and waited for time and space to shift around them until they appeared now on a building. She paused to see where they were. Then glanced down to see the name. She had never had Pho before, she was not a noodle person aside from being Italian. Still, it was almost kind to be in such a place that was not overly extravagent. It was new of him, something that she did not expect. "Something quaint for what I orignally expected of you." She observed casually, cocking her head to look up towards him. "Shall we?"

    Viv aborted then simply reappeared just as Amir was landing himself. She looped her arm in his own before the two of them would step in. Her cheery atmosphere returned, somethign she was easily able to play on as she followed him in, they would need to wait to be seated as per usual after all.

  • "If I do then I had better see you in something equally as capturing. Can't have only myself looking mystifying. What would happen to your rep?" A small joke, and a challenging one at that. He wouldn't allow her to be the one capturing all eyes, would he? It would have to be seen.

    Still, Viv had all the reasons in the world not to trust him. He wasn't even the most loving type of person to come off as. She didn't think that he wanted a simplified dinner for them to chit chat over and be happy with. It just wasn't him. It begged to question what more could be wrong with this and with her saying yes to it. She would have to remain on her toes.

    Thus with a heaved sigh after he had vanished on the spot she sighed, bit her lip, sighed, and proceeded to leave the room to the lower floors where even she had stayed once. She had a few dresses for the occasion that she could slip into. 

    When she had returned back to him no less than ten minutes, appearing in a spot of black smoke as most demons did she was dressed for the occasion. The black dress she wore shimmered to any sort of light that caught it. Be it street lamps or the backdrop light behind the counter. She kept her hair down in the mess of waves it had been before, only now one side was pinned up in a glittery pin. Light smokey makeup was on her face, ending in nude glossed lips. 

    She strolled to him where he sat, both hands on her hips as she looked down at him, despite the elegance, she was still always herself. "Well then? Where are we going?"

  •    Valkyrie's chin only lifted in a calm acknowledgment that Ceres had been released. This was good for both of them but bad for Amir. He didn't understand everything fully. The void seemed to be as new to him as it equally was for her. The only difference was, she lived it. He did not. 

       Golden hues narrowed on his features as he interrupted her in order to make his last plea. It was a good one, and for the moment, it left Valkyrie speechless. Omega. How did he -? Of course. If those damned stars were out, he could use them to spy on people, to track people. You name it. It was only safe to travel during the day. Sad for Valkyrie, Omega and her did much of their bonding in the evening. 

    "You wouldn't," Valkyrie growled through gritted teeth that bared the way a dog would. Her once golden irises had instantly shot to an electric purple indicating her anger. She knew the answer to this. He would. He had fallen too, in a sense. His morals had gone along with Demitri. It was clear Draven never had any himself. Though angered, her brain continued to tick. Ceres was one thing, Omega, she had an odd weakness to him. Amir had hit the nail on the head. Who knew where the kid was right now? He was probably enjoying a drink somewhere or sleeping in until the sunlight went away and night overtook. Slowly, Valkyrie's eyes dulled until their eventual golden color returned. She'd been beat; There wasn't even a scratch to prove she'd put up a fight. 

      Those same golden hues lowered themselves to the ground. She did not want to see his reaction. He knew as well as she did that she had no other choice in this matter. It was either comply or let the Omega die. She refused to let that happen. Quietly, almost too soft for human ears the Mistress spoke, "Fine... Whatever you want."

  • She couldn't possibly think of what she could offer. he all but confirmed that he did not care. Never would. He would always want something from her and wish for her to stay nieve and stupid as she had been when she was in her younger years and flabbergasted by him. Curious as to what he had to offer to her mundane life and just yet another reason to defy the man downstairs she sometimes called Lord. Not since he plagued her with the power she had now. She had been happy being simply apart of the crowd, not so easily picked out like the rest, just something to go off of. Now she had too much to think about.

    "I offered you my all once upon a time ago and you denied that. So what could be of interest to you, now?" Not sarcastic, or rude, but serious. A woman who had grown out of fawning over the man and was able to see past the curtain that he threw down on others. She was no longer a nieve little dove out for more questions about him. They both knew that they no longer had anything of interest. So why does he drown it out further with this nonsense now?

    She did want to say something sarcastic there, however. She did not expect that he wanted to go for sushi of all things. He didn't look the type of man to trust a place that served fish.

    He brought up deals and demons and then she knew. Or she thought she did. He wanted the unlimited power she had in making deals. Her eyes narrowed, only now showing the liquid honey look of them through the stripes of light in the room. "I was. I am no longer, but any demon can make a deal. You do know they are sealed with a kiss, yes? What sort of deal from a demon would you ever care about? Is that not below your usual moral of life? I will only say yes just to see how low you have fallen to ask a deal of me. Shall we stroll there? Do I need heels? A dress? What do you wish of me, Amir?"

  •   Valkyrie felt his finger twitch against her own hand. This caused her reaction to be quite similar. As his eyes panned over to the rooftop, her gaze did indeed follow. Valkyrie's golden gaze connected with the woman on the rooftop. Her height looked to equal our own Mistress's. Though she did look slightly more... delicate. This along with the glittering Arabic attire was all Valkyrie needed to confirm that this was indeed a Starcaller. One she had not met before. Although Amir often sends his dogs after her, this woman on the roof was not one of them. She was lurking after her King. Following him closely. Whether it be of her own accord or his command, there was something unique about her. This left Valkyrie in a predicament. She could possibly hold her own against Amir, especially in the position she was in. However, was this other Starcaller just as strong? Or only a ploy. 

      Valkyrie shouldered Amir off of her as gentle as a Berserker could be. Golden hues remained upon Seren until she had fully turned to face The Cosmic King. He would not strike her for no reason. This she knew well. As long as her King did not give the command, Seren would not attack and Valkyrie would not have to fight an uneven match. Valkyrie searched Amir's gaze with her own. She was searching for any strand of emotion. Anything she could find that may have given her a hint of how to get out of this situation.

      Finally, the Mistress crossed her arms over her chest. "My servants?" She questioned. Though the questions came out as more of a barter. Take it how he pleased, Valkyrie did care deeply for each of her servants. She may have put them through Hell, but she had the right to do that, no one else. When push came to shove, she'd put herself in harm's way for several of them. Ceres played an important role that no one yet knew of but Valkyrie. This was because Valkyrie knew Amir a lot better than he thought. Or maybe he did know and that's why he pressured our Mistress so much. "What will come of Ceres?" 

  • She was smart enough to know to never leave her eyes off of anyone. Mostly anyone that she had killed before, also. He had a reason to want her dead and she did not want to want her dead as well for she had been the one to kill him in the past. Had she wanted to? Not really, no. She had a good time with him, the two were nice together. But he showed a trouble that she would never be able to live with. An enemy to her and the child she would care for. Not to mention he was a sort of weakness that she needed to snuff from herself. In killing him she killed weakness in herself. Thus she could move on. She was stronger now even in standing before her now. No longer falling for the small things that he did.

    Not even the little smile he pulled. She didn't understand why he would do such a thing. It was not like she was in pleasure of seeing him here. And he was no happy person to him either. She had dedicated herself to him at a time. Pleaded with him to accept a love she had to offer for him, and he threw her away because she was a demon. Something he could not trust. Something that tore at her. She would never forget that. Maybe he did not care now, but it was why she remained strong currently.

    So even as the smile left and he started walking to her she didn't fear and shrink away from it because he was nothing to be scared of. It would take time for him to fully kill her, he could do no such thing with a snap now, surely not take out half of the universe either.

    Thus as he came she only watched him, she was onto her shirt at this point when he came closer. She worked her gaze onto him and tightened her lips together. She remembered when they were this close, then she ended it by plunging her hand through his chest and squeezing his heart to nothing.

    Lynn did not pull away, she was curious, if he was thinking to harm her then she would allow him to feel her pulsating energy in the air, enough that he might taste it, or smell it in the air like an electric storm. "Then leave." She told him simply. Her eyebrows came down, shaping her naturally angled face into something untrusting to him, her pupils threatened to outtake her entire eye. She was ready for a fight, even if she did not want one.

    So, imagine the floored expression she had when he asked her to come. He was not asking out of love. Lust maybe, or maybe he wanted revenge. Once more her lips pinched, she pryed her eyebrows back up, then pulled her head back to cross her arms. "That is cheap." She watched her hair fall back to her body as though a fire was caught on it before her hazel eyes came back up to him. 

    "Why, Amir? You have nothing for me. You never loved me, you do not lust me, I have nothing to offer than perhaps the satisfaction of revenge. So why dinner? What can I offer you?"

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