the lullaby
Though Remi immediately begins to prowl after Isla, she could have a deer or whatever other creatures lived on this strange island for all he knew. The shiver of movement was enough to draw and keep the Lullaby's attention such that even as Isla stalked off toward the shoreline, she did so with a hulk Remi-shaped mess of fire trailing in her wake.
Hastening his pace if only because if this was just some animal he'd rather know about it sooner rather than later, Remi breaks into an ambling jog. Pale eyes constantly tracking from the ground, noting broken stalks and steams as well as footprints should Isla's bare feet leave any, back ahead to the trail, the Lullaby makes no attempts to keep quiet. Unless it's Ronin (or Deimos, perhaps) ahead of him, there's no other being he knows of who could outpace him, such that as Isla breaks out of the jungle and onto the shoreline, it will be with Remi doing so only seconds later.
Hastening his pace if only because if this was just some animal he'd rather know about it sooner rather than later, Remi breaks into an ambling jog. Pale eyes constantly tracking from the ground, noting broken stalks and steams as well as footprints should Isla's bare feet leave any, back ahead to the trail, the Lullaby makes no attempts to keep quiet. Unless it's Ronin (or Deimos, perhaps) ahead of him, there's no other being he knows of who could outpace him, such that as Isla breaks out of the jungle and onto the shoreline, it will be with Remi doing so only seconds later.
Every shade of hurt you know
From the deep blue to the marigold
It's gonna make sense someday lookin' back
From the deep blue to the marigold
It's gonna make sense someday lookin' back
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.
