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
Shuffling, with hardly the strength to lift his feet, Remi all but slumps against Ronin before dazedly reaching into the pocket of the jacket and pulling out the whiskey. Frowning, because he knows the alcohol is going to burn the hell out of his throat, Remi does as he's told both because he's had obedience brow beaten back into him over the past 48 hours, but also because he can't stand being inside his own head right now.
Spluttering and trying not to gag as pain and fire erupt in tandem, he wheezes what's meant to be a thank you before twining an arm around Ronin's waist, utterly heedless of who might see and what they might make of the two men like this, or of the wendigo rendered so weak. Gripping at Ronin's side as best he can with fingers that don't feel strong enough to even peel an orange, Remi glances up only once as if to confirm where they're going, before hobbling along as much as he's able to.
Spluttering and trying not to gag as pain and fire erupt in tandem, he wheezes what's meant to be a thank you before twining an arm around Ronin's waist, utterly heedless of who might see and what they might make of the two men like this, or of the wendigo rendered so weak. Gripping at Ronin's side as best he can with fingers that don't feel strong enough to even peel an orange, Remi glances up only once as if to confirm where they're going, before hobbling along as much as he's able to.
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.
