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 Isla approaches, Remi watches her at first with an intense and predatory disdain, not unlike a captive tiger watching his food being hefted into its pen. Eventually, he turns his stare towards the ceiling, letting his golden-green gaze fixate on the tiles. "Yeah, it was cold up there." Remi agrees in a toneless voice, not bothering to breathe or keep his blinking at a human pace.
'I fucked up, is what happened up there.' He replies, adding a humourless smirk. I should have fucking run off when I had the fucking chance, he thinks, but doesn't say.
"So am I scheduled to be put down, or what?" Remi wonders, letting his head loll as far to the side as it can to appraise Isla with a rather monstrously blank look.
'I fucked up, is what happened up there.' He replies, adding a humourless smirk. I should have fucking run off when I had the fucking chance, he thinks, but doesn't say.
"So am I scheduled to be put down, or what?" Remi wonders, letting his head loll as far to the side as it can to appraise Isla with a rather monstrously blank look.
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.
