cut our teeth and make our bones right here

Remi

Welcome to the wild, no heroes and villains
Welcome to the war, we've only begun

Suspicious of what other changes had been done to his room, the wendigo had been combing the walls, corners, and every other available surface to see where new listening and viewing devices might have been put. Sadly detective skills were not one of the automatic upgrades when one became a wendigo, leaving Remi utterly dumbfounded.

With his arms over his chest, Remi watches as Ronin rolls his little cart in. 'And...just how do you plan on getting paint that high?' He wonders with a slightly crooked smile, knowing that between the two of them they could certainly figure something else.

Raising an eyebrow in response, Remi strolls closer, peering over the top of the paint cans to see what colours Ronin has brought with him. "What's this..physiotherapy?"

Higher and higher you chase it
It's deep in your blood, go and take it

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!