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
"I did no such thing." Remi remarks candidly, and if the smell of Ronin's blood wasn't making his mouth water and if their doom wasn't closing in all around them, he might have made a joke about finding Ronin suddenly in his arms.
"Be sassy later." The wendigo grumbles, still taking this all in stride. Assuming Ronin is going to pull out some sort of healing potion or a pokemon-style escape rope, when his eyes start to burn and gas blots out his vision, he instinctively finds himself beginning to shift. use your fucking nose He thinks harshly and nonsensically, shaking himself out of it before the seams of his jacket and pants split entirely.
Not needing to be told twice, Remi turns on his heel and moves silently back toward the tunnel they'd come up from. He could easily smell the humans and dogs nearby, though the inorganic objects that littered the dark proved much harder to navigate. So it was that he banged his knees and arms into various crates and storage units before he'd distanced himself far enough to be able to see.
"Is your shoulder entirely fucked?" Remi whispers, lingering in a puddle of darkness as he waits for a patrol to pass by ahead. "Getting us both down the ladder is going to be a hell of a thing if it is."
"Be sassy later." The wendigo grumbles, still taking this all in stride. Assuming Ronin is going to pull out some sort of healing potion or a pokemon-style escape rope, when his eyes start to burn and gas blots out his vision, he instinctively finds himself beginning to shift. use your fucking nose He thinks harshly and nonsensically, shaking himself out of it before the seams of his jacket and pants split entirely.
Not needing to be told twice, Remi turns on his heel and moves silently back toward the tunnel they'd come up from. He could easily smell the humans and dogs nearby, though the inorganic objects that littered the dark proved much harder to navigate. So it was that he banged his knees and arms into various crates and storage units before he'd distanced himself far enough to be able to see.
"Is your shoulder entirely fucked?" Remi whispers, lingering in a puddle of darkness as he waits for a patrol to pass by ahead. "Getting us both down the ladder is going to be a hell of a thing if it is."
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.
