((As FE:TH is a fairly new canon, let me know if you'd like me to avoid spoilers!))
Stand Your Ground I
[Sometimes, hell just doesn't seem that hellish compared to life. Even Dimitri knows that having thoughts like that is embarrassingly dramatic, but it's true. Here, at last, his weary mind doesn't tease him with visions of those he's lost. None of them would be in a place like this — none of them did anything to deserve their fates, not like he has. So while he doesn't doubt that his time here will be unpleasant (to say the least), in some ways, it's a bit of a relief to have to answer for the things he's done.
At least he has enough sense to keep it to himself.
With an attitude like that, it's unsurprising that he throws himself into the chores he's been given. Sadly for Dimitri, his ridiculous strength is no easier to control in hell than it was back home, and he can be found all over the hotel failing at basic chores due to breaking cleaning tools and items that he's been asked to move. While he'll stubbornly insist on being given new chores by any demon that approaches and scolds him, for his fellow sinners, he'll instead say:]
I don't suppose you know of anything that needs to be done around here that requires less... delicacy?
Stand Your Ground II
[All of this technology is utterly beyond Dimitri. Thankfully, now that he's settling in a bit he has better control of himself and he manages to not destroy any of the games that he's investigating. Granted, he doesn't actually play any of them either. Instead, he lurks nearby people who do decide to play them, humming thoughtfully to himself.]
I see... are you controlling the image on the screen, then?
Reach Up High II
[Dimitri's never been one to purposefully burden strangers with his problems. Even with his friends, he always did his best to keep his mental state to himself (and he succeeded for quite some time). As such, he's quite uncomfortable being asked to share with someone he doesn't even know. His posture is closed-off as he's ushered into the room, arms folded and head lowered. He won't sit down, but he will glance up at the unfortunate soul that gets shoved in with him. After a brief, awkward silence, he sighs and decides to at least speak to the poor bastard.]
Is this sort of arrangement standard, here? I don't see how airing personal business with a stranger could help anyone.
Wildcard:
[Throw anything at me! For now, at least, Dimitri will be trying very hard to redeem himself so he'll be easy to find.]
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Stand Your Ground I
[Sometimes, hell just doesn't seem that hellish compared to life. Even Dimitri knows that having thoughts like that is embarrassingly dramatic, but it's true. Here, at last, his weary mind doesn't tease him with visions of those he's lost. None of them would be in a place like this — none of them did anything to deserve their fates, not like he has. So while he doesn't doubt that his time here will be unpleasant (to say the least), in some ways, it's a bit of a relief to have to answer for the things he's done.
At least he has enough sense to keep it to himself.
With an attitude like that, it's unsurprising that he throws himself into the chores he's been given. Sadly for Dimitri, his ridiculous strength is no easier to control in hell than it was back home, and he can be found all over the hotel failing at basic chores due to breaking cleaning tools and items that he's been asked to move. While he'll stubbornly insist on being given new chores by any demon that approaches and scolds him, for his fellow sinners, he'll instead say:]
I don't suppose you know of anything that needs to be done around here that requires less... delicacy?
Stand Your Ground II
[All of this technology is utterly beyond Dimitri. Thankfully, now that he's settling in a bit he has better control of himself and he manages to not destroy any of the games that he's investigating. Granted, he doesn't actually play any of them either. Instead, he lurks nearby people who do decide to play them, humming thoughtfully to himself.]
I see... are you controlling the image on the screen, then?
Reach Up High II
[Dimitri's never been one to purposefully burden strangers with his problems. Even with his friends, he always did his best to keep his mental state to himself (and he succeeded for quite some time). As such, he's quite uncomfortable being asked to share with someone he doesn't even know. His posture is closed-off as he's ushered into the room, arms folded and head lowered. He won't sit down, but he will glance up at the unfortunate soul that gets shoved in with him. After a brief, awkward silence, he sighs and decides to at least speak to the poor bastard.]
Is this sort of arrangement standard, here? I don't see how airing personal business with a stranger could help anyone.
Wildcard:
[Throw anything at me! For now, at least, Dimitri will be trying very hard to redeem himself so he'll be easy to find.]