Dimitri Hammer

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Dimitri smiled and took a breath. "Well, it was summer. I had been in Equestria for about three months traveling and looking for Ponyville, which i had no idea existed at the time. I finally found the town, and was so excited to have found it, but the heat of this new country was really harming me. Living in freezing weather for all my life made me accustomed to freezing, but Equestria was so hot..." Dimitri remembered the blistering heat.

 

"I was weak, and so sickly. I felt like I was dying. I hurriedly built a small shack to live in on the edge of the Everfree forest. I was a little scared to meet the residents. A couple days after building the shack I was walking through a field when i suddenly collapsed. I felt my legs give out, and my heart begin to slow down. I was dying....I knew I was dying...and i was about to accept it. I hated myself, and thought death was the best thing for me."

 

"Everything was blurry, but I saw a figure approach me. I could barely hear anything, and i just passed out. When I woke up, I was in a cottage. I had ice-packs on my body, and had bandages on my legs. I looked around and saw her in the corner of the room. She was slightly scared, but came up to me and told me what happened. She saved my life. She saw me collapse, and thought I was a monster at first..." Dimitri smiled and sighed. His story was rather long, but he loved every part of what he was saying, and wished to continue saying.

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Dimitri looked at Delia as he still followed the mare. "Funny enough, yes. After the first time we met she was very intrigued with my culture and language. Oh, it reminds me of the first time I met her..." Dimitri started to tear up, but they were tears of happy remembrance. The first time he ever met her was also when she saved his life. "Have I told you the story of how we met?" Dimitri asked Delia. He knew that going into a story during this mission was probably not a good idea, but remembering happy times really improved his mindset.

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Dimitri followed Delia. "Is okay. Many can not speak Sovestrian. I am the only one in Equestria who can speak it!" Dimitri smiled. He was putting on a happy facade to try and get rid of the bad thoughts he was having in the back of his mind. All he knew was that he loved her, and wanted her back.

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"Gentlecolt? Well, in my homeland the term is Хороший жеребец." Dimitri said to Delia with a smile. He really hoped to have his wife in his arms soon. Just stroke her hair, and tell her how much he loved her. He missed her with such great intent. Willing to go through Hell for her. Willing to die for her health and happiness. "Are you listening to this rubbish?" A gruff voice spoke in Dimitri's head. Dimitri shook his head and sighed. "Enough..." He thought to himself.

 

"Sure, I feel much better. We should find the others."

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Dimitri nodded and relaxed himself to an extent. "I guess I can try and relax....I know that once I get her back I am never letting her go again!." Dimitri gave a laugh, but was completely serious about it. "I am going to hold her in my arms and just cuddle, kiss and caress her for hours...." Dimitri smiled and looked at the pipe. "Sorry, but I stopped smoking months ago. Stopped for Fluttershy. The smoke was not good for her..."

Dimitri nodded and took the cup. He drank the whole thing immediately. He was dehydrated. The dream was making his body react funny. He felt that it was being manipulated. "Thank you very much Delia.....that nightmare was just too much for me. It seemed so real..." he started to tear up again, but stopped himself. "I just really want to get her back. This whole situation is slowly killing me. Knowing my wife and best friends are all being held somewhere." Dimitri closed his eyes after he handed the cup back to Delia. He tried to think of better things at the moment. Think of all the things his wife had done for him.

Dimitri stared at Delia for a couple minutes. He was staring right through her. Looking, but not really looking. He blinked his eyes a couple times, and some tears ran down his face. He shook his head slightly and wiped his eyes. "I...uh...I am okay..." he finally responded to Delia. He looked at her again, and nodded with a small smile on his face. The tears were still falling from his eyes and his breathing was fast and short.

 

Dimitri took a deep breath. "I thank you for the concern. I am okay though. Just....just a nightmare like you said.." he breathed deeply again and looked at the sky. "Not to be a bother, but could you get me something to drink? Just a small amount of water maybe, if is no trouble to you..." he asked with some restraint. He felt like he was bothering her or something. He did not want to be obtrusive.

In the nightmare, Dimitri looked at his empty arms and then looked around the cell frantically. He called out her name, again and again. He started to sob, and the cell disappeared. He was on a dark plane. Nothing anywhere but blackness. He sobbed as he called her name. In the real world, Dimitri was visibly sobbing and making noises. When Delia nudged him slightly he shot up from lying down and his eyes widened. "Honey...?" he whispered as he looked around. He was finally awake. His eyes were soaking wet, and his face was dripping with tears. He felt cold, and shivered with angst.

More from me already? Yes, is true....I am amazing... (not really...)

 

But nonetheless! I have more art. Strange thing, there is no Dimitri in it at all! Neither is his darling wife! Nope, Dimitri and Fluttershy are off...I not know...hugging each other and Dimitri is sobbing tears of joy...yeah..

 

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It is the OC's of Auron and Krein! We have Zefira and Acheron. From the RP I am currently in (and intensely enjoying too )

 

Dimitri looked for a spot to rest himself. He noticed a wall that seemed rigid enough to still be standing. He went over to it and laid his knapsack on the ground. He fell to the ground and rested his head upon the pack. He looked at the sky for a moment, and then close his eyes. "Just thirty minutes..." he said aloud. It took ten minutes for him to finally fall asleep. His eyes were closed shut, and he was silent as he breathed in and out. You could see his eyes moving underneath his eyelids. His face was tense, and had an expression of angst. His head fell off the pack onto the cold ground and his body was tense.

 

Dimitri looked around. He saw his wife alone in a dark cell. He ran up to the door and looked in. "I am here honey! Are you hurt? Are you okay sweetie?" he said with worry and fear in his voice. Fluttershy did not turn around. Dimitri feared the worst, and started to shoulder the iron door. After several attempts in only a minute the bars on the door bent and snapped open. Dimitri broke the door down and ran in. He immediately hugged his wife. "Are you okay? You have no idea how much I am happy. I missed you so, so much..." He sobbed as he spoke. As he looked at his arms they were empty. She was gone.

Hey, here is something!

 

I wish I was a a better artist like my Эмма, but I am just me. So, I stick with my skills and talents...

 

 

Here is two versions of a confrontation between Dimitri and Acheron (Krein's OC)

 

They're fighting it out because Dimitri is overcome with feelings of Wrath and intense anger. He is horridly angry. Acheron is trying to calm him down, and not really trying to hurt him but he has to defend himself because Dimitri is using his magic which he never uses. The ability to control fire, and can change the temperature and pressure of the air around him. Causing the climate to sky rise and makes it hard to breath. Supernova like temperatures and it is intense >:3

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dimitri coughed slightly and nodded at Delia. His face had a small smile on it. He was content at least one of his allies were willing to help his wishes. "I would like that very much. I appreciate it greatly Delia." Dimitri was content enough to try and sleep. Maybe for ten minutes or thirty minutes at the most. He was not enjoying having to rest, but several days without sleep was doing bad things to him. Especially the night terrors he was having every time he tried to sleep.

"Just for being a unicorn? No, you have no idea the things I have done. No, my self-loathing comes from more than just being this...thing...that I am." Dimitri sighed and tilted his head to look at the ground. "I can not argue though. She makes my life worth living just because of her. I would not be here if it was not for her..." Dimitri sighed again and teared up a little. "I will rest....but do not touch me. Do not use any magic on me while I am sleeping. If any of you try anything I will react. I have trained myself to keep a idea about my surroundings while I am sleeping, so do not try anything..."

"Appearance means nothing Draco. Once she is safe I will rest, but until then I am staying vigilant and awake. One more thing, do not....and I say this to everyone in the group...do not use any fucking magic on me. My body will heal itself. It has before. I have been through worse pain than this, and that was when I was a child. They shattered every bone in both of my legs and the rest of my body. They sent hundreds of volts through my body, and they did other heinous things. I broke out and could still walk." Dimitri shook his head and fixed his mane slightly.

Dimitri looked at Acheron and Draco whispering to each other. He wrinkled his brow and gave a quizzical look. "I not need any rest Draco, and if you two are planning something about me you better not. If you impede my mission, I will have no remorse in hurting you. I am fine and will recover on my own, so you better not fucking touch me." Dimitri backed up slightly, and stood himself straight. He looked at the two with a piercing glare. Rest was not an option for him.

"So. What is our goal here? Het the last artifact, and the what? How do we find these Seneschals?" Dimitri questioned. He was struggling to hold back his frustration and other feelings of self-hatred. He was trying to just figure out when he could see her and save her. The stress was starting to show signs in Dimitri. He had not slept for sometime now, and his eyes were bloodshot. His mane was partly going everywhere and he was having a hard time concentrating.

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"Yeah, I deserve this pain. I let her get taken again. I failed her again, and probably do not even deserve her. Yeah I deserve this pain. I not need your help. She would not want this, but I am no good for her anyway. Physical pain is what I deserve." Dimitri looked back at Delia and nodded. "Thank you Delia..." He was happy somepony in the group was willing to listen to him. Even if he himself thought he was being irrational.

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"You did nothing to me Acheron. Do not think you did anything. What you did was just a waste of time. Do not think you hurt me, because you did not." He then looked at Draco. "Do not fucking touch me. I am fine dammit!" Dimitri recoiled and walked back a couple steps. "Just let me deal with the pain, okay?! I deserve it anyway, just let me deal with it!"

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"I fine, I fine. Just something bothering my throat. Our fight did nothing to cause this. I am fine." Dimitri sneered at the two. "See, he does not think you are tough. Remember last time a pony thought that? They thought you were weak. Tried to take her from you..." Dimitri shook his head and started to hack more. He looked at his arm and saw the blood. He wiped it off onto his chest bandage and looked back up. "Relax, I am fine...no need to do anything, okay?" "Tough it out for her..."

Dimitri walked up to join with the rest of the group. He was partially feeling better after talking with Delia, but that one part of him still had self-loathing, depression and hatred building up inside. "What is going on here?" He asked as he saw Acheron and Draco messing with a box. He had a small coughing fit for about a minute, and had to clear his throat. "Damn, what was in that poison...?" He thought to himself as he looked at the group.

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"Meditation?" Dimitri pondered as he saw Delia have a moment of thinking. He ignored it as something trivial, and waited for her to respond. "I think we should join them. I know I mess things up, but I not think I can trust any of them when they are off by themselves." Dimitri gave a laugh and concealed a cough during so."I apologize for being so mean too. I just get into a bad place when my wife is involved. Without her I have no life, so I tend to get really defensive and cruel. If it happens again just know that deep down I not want to be doing so..."

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"Okay." Dimitri lied to Delia. It would be better if he kept the self-negativity to himself. "I will be fine. I can tough it out, and if I can not then I will take the medicine." Dimitri wrapped the bandage that was around his leg tighter and smiled to Delia to try and show that he was seemingly okay. He liked how she cared so much, but his self-loathing was too much to handle.

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Dimitri appreciated the gesture and wiped his eyes. "Thank you very much Delia. I just can not picture her suffering at all. I sometimes feel like I am not good enough to be with her too. She is too perfect for a screw-up like myself." He stifled his cries and shook his head. He looked at Delia apologetically, almost as if he felt like he did something wrong.  He began to cough more and spit some blood out as he coughed.

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Dimitri nodded at Delia as he put the necklace on. "You are very kind to say that. I have lost so much already, I can not lose her. I vowed that I would keep her safe from all harm even before I married her. If anything happened to her, I would lose myself entirely. I would have no reason to live if it was not for her...I have to save her. I have to." He rubbed his eyes. He did not expect to have gotten into such a deep conversation, or at least he did not expect to be crying already.

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"The only thing that matters of course..." Dimitri said as he took a necklace from his pack. "My wife. Even though I have gone through so much torment, I did meet her through all of this. It is almost like a sign. Out of all the hell I went through I got to meet an angel. Being with her is the closest I will ever be to heaven, for she is heaven." He looked at the necklace and placed it to his chest. "That is why I am acting like I am. It hurts to not know where she is or how she is being treated. I would gladly take her place, or even die for her."