Remi
Welcome to the wild, no heroes and villains
Welcome to the war, we've only begun
Welcome to the war, we've only begun
Grinning rather boyishly up the ceiling, it occurs to Remi just then that Ronin might be his only actual friend. As it so often did with Isla, this realization made him feel equal parts shameful and happy. Oh, and speaking of shameful, a pretty girl was touching him. But not just touching him, she was cleaning him with a washcloth from where he'd pissed himself whilst being tortured.
Doing his best to think of baseball or math problems or whatever the fuck you're were meant to do to keep yourself in check, these thoughts turned into mental screams to not get hard, which were entirely unhelpful. Luckily? it wouldn't be the first (or realistically, the last) time Isla's doctorly ministrations had had an effect on Remi, but still he flushed and tried to focus on the conversation.
"Oh, well I am absolutely going to comment on his black eye." The wendigo says crookedly, bobbing his eyebrows slightly.
Doing his best to think of baseball or math problems or whatever the fuck you're were meant to do to keep yourself in check, these thoughts turned into mental screams to not get hard, which were entirely unhelpful. Luckily? it wouldn't be the first (or realistically, the last) time Isla's doctorly ministrations had had an effect on Remi, but still he flushed and tried to focus on the conversation.
"Oh, well I am absolutely going to comment on his black eye." The wendigo says crookedly, bobbing his eyebrows slightly.
Higher and higher you chase it
It's deep in your blood, go and take it
It's deep in your blood, go and take it
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
