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
'Yep.' The wendigo whispers, already clenching his eyes shut and waiting to see what ramifications there are going to be for having double-dosed. The hammer of Isla's pulse is somewhat welcome as it gives Remi's mind something to focus on as his body goes through the process of becoming both less and more. Whether or not the doctor will stay in the room, or has, is something he has no idea about as his senses dull away.
Having just fed makes the process a good deal easier actually, and though he'll tell Isla bout it later, for now as his humanity is restored to him once again, there is only one thing on the wendigo's mind.
Turning slowly and with shocking care, Remi smoothes and adjusts his bedsheets until he finds a small yellow egg-shaped bit of chocolate. Clenching his teeth together, he picks it up almost reverently and moves to place it on top of The Wind in the Willows, before going back to his bed. With his back intentionally turned the entire time and his head low that he might not see either Isla or the interns who are likely watching this all play out, the wendigo slips under his covers, curling up into a pathetically human-shaped ball before drawing the blanket up to his ears.
Then, and only then, with the serum properly in his bloodstream, can the wendigo cry.
Having just fed makes the process a good deal easier actually, and though he'll tell Isla bout it later, for now as his humanity is restored to him once again, there is only one thing on the wendigo's mind.
Turning slowly and with shocking care, Remi smoothes and adjusts his bedsheets until he finds a small yellow egg-shaped bit of chocolate. Clenching his teeth together, he picks it up almost reverently and moves to place it on top of The Wind in the Willows, before going back to his bed. With his back intentionally turned the entire time and his head low that he might not see either Isla or the interns who are likely watching this all play out, the wendigo slips under his covers, curling up into a pathetically human-shaped ball before drawing the blanket up to his ears.
Then, and only then, with the serum properly in his bloodstream, can the wendigo cry.
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.
