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
Swallowing, the honesty hitting hard in a way the wendigo really hadn't anticipated, Remi just bobs his head in agreement. The pair would experience the same phenomena of missing the other despite how drastically different their situations were; where Ronin would smell coffee and hear Michael Scott, Remi would smell bleach and the sound of air purifiers.
"Yes dad." Remi says with a roll of his eyes, finding suddenly that looking at the hunter hurt. As one of the guards appears, he holds up a silver chain that he rattles obnoxiously at Ronin as if to ask where the fuck is yours? "Oh look, we're playing charades. I think that's supposed to mean Adam Sandler is a Vampire." It doesn't, not at all, but the wendigo can't help but make one final reach for the camaraderie he and Ronin had built over the past week before being hauled inside. Were it not for the red-faced guard bullying his way through the security doors to put the leash on Remi, he might have given the hunter a hug.
"Yes dad." Remi says with a roll of his eyes, finding suddenly that looking at the hunter hurt. As one of the guards appears, he holds up a silver chain that he rattles obnoxiously at Ronin as if to ask where the fuck is yours? "Oh look, we're playing charades. I think that's supposed to mean Adam Sandler is a Vampire." It doesn't, not at all, but the wendigo can't help but make one final reach for the camaraderie he and Ronin had built over the past week before being hauled inside. Were it not for the red-faced guard bullying his way through the security doors to put the leash on Remi, he might have given the hunter a hug.
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.
