REMI
when people say that something is forever
Nervously Remi's fingers clutch at the jacket, peering anxiously after Ronin as the demon slips past him. He half expects the shards of glass he's holding to turn into a bouquet of snakes or for the demon to disappear in a plume of smoke. When neither of these things occurs, the angel feels a burst of relief that only intensifies his underlying unease.
'Oh?' Immediately doing as he's instructed, Remi shuffles toward one of the walls and nudges at the light switch with his shoulder. "Let there be light." He hums to himself without much thought; it was simply the sort of thing angels said when turning on a light, the way humans often said bless you after a sneeze.
"Oh dear." Though Remi couldn't immediately see anything gone, he absolutely could see things in the wrong places, which was almost just as bad. Books flipped upside down, papers neatly stacked by out of order, artifacts moved from their original places. "Is...is there anyone else here, do you think?"
'Oh?' Immediately doing as he's instructed, Remi shuffles toward one of the walls and nudges at the light switch with his shoulder. "Let there be light." He hums to himself without much thought; it was simply the sort of thing angels said when turning on a light, the way humans often said bless you after a sneeze.
"Oh dear." Though Remi couldn't immediately see anything gone, he absolutely could see things in the wrong places, which was almost just as bad. Books flipped upside down, papers neatly stacked by out of order, artifacts moved from their original places. "Is...is there anyone else here, do you think?"
either way, it ends
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.
