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
'Okay ivory tower.' Remi quips, though in reality, he's glad Isla declined. The very last night he needed was to be put in a position with both Ronin and Isla's eyes on him, tits and gratuitous violence or not.
Raising his eyebrows before remembering himself, the wendigo does not tug at the innuendo but instead nods politely. "Sounds...exciting." He says dryly, if only because new things from Isla could be anything from nanobots in his veins to a new brand of soap.
Glancing at her diligent notes and wondering what Ronin's own file on him, seashell or not, might look like, Remi finds himself for the first time trying to discern what Isla was writing based on the motion of her hands. He couldn't do it of course, though with enough practice he might have been able to, such was his vision. Fully expecting Isla to snap the file shut and tell Remi that he'd be staying in the wing until they could sort things out, that she was happy to let him try and manage his own dose as he saw fit while remaining free, had him all but gaping at her.
'That..sounds..' Eyeing her warily, his words careful as if waiting for the other shoe to drop, the wendigo straightens on the bed. "..good?"
Raising his eyebrows before remembering himself, the wendigo does not tug at the innuendo but instead nods politely. "Sounds...exciting." He says dryly, if only because new things from Isla could be anything from nanobots in his veins to a new brand of soap.
Glancing at her diligent notes and wondering what Ronin's own file on him, seashell or not, might look like, Remi finds himself for the first time trying to discern what Isla was writing based on the motion of her hands. He couldn't do it of course, though with enough practice he might have been able to, such was his vision. Fully expecting Isla to snap the file shut and tell Remi that he'd be staying in the wing until they could sort things out, that she was happy to let him try and manage his own dose as he saw fit while remaining free, had him all but gaping at her.
'That..sounds..' Eyeing her warily, his words careful as if waiting for the other shoe to drop, the wendigo straightens on the bed. "..good?"
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.
