REMI
"Delphia." Compared to his counterpart Remi was positively cheerful by comparison. Smiling crookedly and wishing he'd brought his own companion that Oria might be able to meet Delphia's Cat Sith, the Lullaby seemed on the verge of adding something additional to Mort's daughter's prayer before thinking better of it.
Though only moments before Remi would have said he wasn't bothered by the cold, no sooner had the golden beams of light touched the feathers of his wings, than he immediately felt as though he'd been frozen for an age. Gasping with relief he hadn't known he'd feel, the Lullaby shifted his wings back to allow himself to first be bathed in light, and then in Mort's embrace as well.
Taking a step back, Remi let his sea-glass stare roam over Mort for a moment as he debated. "Ronin and I met with Noah...in the Grounds." He murmured, this last emphasized in a way he hoped the god would already understand.
Though only moments before Remi would have said he wasn't bothered by the cold, no sooner had the golden beams of light touched the feathers of his wings, than he immediately felt as though he'd been frozen for an age. Gasping with relief he hadn't known he'd feel, the Lullaby shifted his wings back to allow himself to first be bathed in light, and then in Mort's embrace as well.
Taking a step back, Remi let his sea-glass stare roam over Mort for a moment as he debated. "Ronin and I met with Noah...in the Grounds." He murmured, this last emphasized in a way he hoped the god would already understand.
Who are you? They ask. Death?
Sometimes... I say. But not today
Sometimes... I say. But not today
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.
