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
As the second dose of FAaFO serum is injected, for a moment the wendigo's body stills, caught halfway between one of his grotesque changes though thankfully he's mostly human-looking. Shortly after, as he's now done so many times, the wendigo tries to lunge for the trash can as his body goes about the business of flushing the serum out. Whatever IVs there are in his arms, not to mention monitoring equipment, will be unceremoniously torn out or tugged along for the ride.
Though the serum isn't in his stomach, his throat still helpfully tries to regurgitate anything left inside just the same. Sweating profusely now as his body temperature skyrockets as if to sweat every foreign particle out, Remi gags on nothing but spit as his body flashes between states, albeit at a slower speed. Clearly, this strategy is working, but gods it's a messy thing to watch.
Eventually, when the clenching of his stomach muscles has stopped and when his body has remained more often as a man than as a wendigo, Remi lets himself collapse onto the floor. It's strange given this rather athletic performance to see the wendigo not even breathing hard as sweat pours down his brow, though based on the way his eyes slip heavily shut, he's clearly exhausted.
"Hey Isla?" Eyes still closed, Remi's hand opens and moves around slightly trying to judge where the doctor was. "Let's never do that again, mm?"
Though the serum isn't in his stomach, his throat still helpfully tries to regurgitate anything left inside just the same. Sweating profusely now as his body temperature skyrockets as if to sweat every foreign particle out, Remi gags on nothing but spit as his body flashes between states, albeit at a slower speed. Clearly, this strategy is working, but gods it's a messy thing to watch.
Eventually, when the clenching of his stomach muscles has stopped and when his body has remained more often as a man than as a wendigo, Remi lets himself collapse onto the floor. It's strange given this rather athletic performance to see the wendigo not even breathing hard as sweat pours down his brow, though based on the way his eyes slip heavily shut, he's clearly exhausted.
"Hey Isla?" Eyes still closed, Remi's hand opens and moves around slightly trying to judge where the doctor was. "Let's never do that again, mm?"
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.
