Losing him to his own madness, and bringing him out of it. Wanting to find out his secrets, only to genuinely enjoy what he spoke about. Meeting him in the Officer’s Academy and slowly opening up to an endlessly kind Dimitri. So painfully close until the Savior King passed away. Claude wondered if they could be close again. He had names for his mental illnesses and he could get help, if he wanted. The man Claude was staring at was Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd.Ĭlaude wondered if this Dimitri had the same issues, and if he did, Claude would be a little relieved. He was a living contradiction with his deadly strength and how delicate he was. How easily flustered he could get, even with the revenge filled rage devouring him. Claude knew of his ghosts that haunted him, his crippling survivor's guilt, everything. The man finished his look with black jeans, leather gloves with silver studs on the knuckles and low cut combat boots.Ĭlaude knew this man 840 years ago. He wore a pitch black track jacket with a midnight blue lion stitched on the left breast. His hair was semi-neatly tied up into a ponytail, with his bangs framing the right side of his pale face. “I’m sorry, I just thought you looked familiar? It’s weird, please ignore me.”Ĭlaude let out a good natured laugh, green eyes crinkling with mirth.Ĭlaude looked over the blonde once more. The blonde faltered, muttering something about wishing to sink into the floor. Say, why did you randomly call me out with that strange name?” I wasn’t thinking and I just blurted out that name, and you- er, nevermind, I already seemed to startle you.”Ĭlaude eased up on the poor embarrassed man. He seemed to struggle with what to say, probably attempting to rush through an explanation. His mouth parted as bright red quickly spread across his cheeks and up to his ears. Claude rolled with it and continued to mindlessly look around.Ĭlaude’s head whipped to the sound of his real name. He originally planned to go back home, but something called him to this random little store. Claude had just finished up buying meat and pigs’ blood in a meat market. In one hand, he held a red tote bag filled with his purchases from a previous store. Stats: Published: Words: 7369 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 8 Kudos: 104 Bookmarks: 13 Hits: 1140Ĭlaude walked through each tiny aisle of a local convenience store.
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