#astarion interactions

[baldurmade]

@voidtouched-blue from here

How harsh her words are that it almost angers Astarion. How dare she act as if she knows him? How dare she pretend as if she knows anything of the man he used to be before Cazador turned him and doomed him to a life of misery.

He's not even sure who he used to be, if he is entirely honest with himself. A startling realization, honestly. Time and memory blurs, he doesn't remember much of his human life anymore. He has lived far too long.

"You know nothing of me." Astarion hisses between clenched teeth, baring his fangs at her like some angered or cornered animal. "Do not pretend as if you know who I used to be or the changes I may have went through. You know nothing."

[baldurmade]

@wildskissed sent ❛ just sit there and look pretty and let me handle this. ❜ - for Astarion

There is a gleam of amusement in the vampire's eyes. Sit back and look pretty? That he can certainly do, even if he is no damsel in distress and can quite easily help her. However, he's curious to see how she manages on her own.

One hand is brought in front of his face, inspecting nails in a theatric display of vanity. "You think I'm pretty? How flattering." Comes the vampire's response as he lifts his gaze from his nails to look over at Eve.

"Very well. Go on then, show me what you're made of, darling." He'll simply do as asked and stand back until it is clear that she needs his help. Or perhaps he'll make her ask for his help, should she need it.

[baldurmade]

@threecardtrick sent ‘ is this the end of all the endings? ‘ ( to astarion )

Quite an interesting question, isn't it? Is anything truly ever the end? After his many lifetimes, he has learned that nothing truly comes to an end. Kingdoms rise and fall, people die and are born again, the world keeps moving on while he is stuck at a standstill, forever doomed to a life of immortality.

Though, the worm in his skull could very well be his undoing. A part of him welcomes it. Not the part where he becomes a mindflayer, of course not, but the death that he hopes he will receive should he become one. An end. Once and for all.

Another part of him doesn't want to die. He is finally free and he wishes to live a free life. One that does not involve slinking in the shadows and living a life of misery. He will not give up his body to anyone else ever again. He will fight this thing until he cannot anymore.

"I suppose that depends on you, hm? Do you want it to be the end? And here I was thinking you had a bit more fight in you than that."

[baldurmade]

@tamarasblessing sent Sender rolls eyes at reciever [from Pyr to Astarion]

It is not often they have downtime. They're always running from one task to the next in an effort to figure everything out with this damn worms. One quest to the next, it's getting quite exhausting, so when they actually have a moment to themselves, Astarion is all too eager to take it.

Eager to sit upon the ground and soak up the sun as if it will be his very last time a ray touches his face. In time, when they get rid of these parasites (if they do), he will no longer be able to feel the warm rays of the sun upon pale skin. A day he truly dreads.

Besides, it is a good thing they'd taken a break, he's feeling peckish and will have to feed soon. An urge he pushes to the side for now, after so many years he has perfected the art of keeping his hunger under control.

Amusement fills the vampires red eyes when he spots Pyr rolling his eyes at him like some petulant child. Usually, Astarion is quite good at reading people so he's almost certain the action is more playful than anything.

Still, his head tilts to watch the Tiefling in curiosity. "Was it something I said?" There is no hiding the twinge of amusement in his tone. "If you roll your eyes any harder, I fear they may roll right out of your head, darling."