REMI
The scent of sweat and scarred skin reaches the Lullaby's nose, and no sooner has his brain processed it than he too is melting back into a semi-shift. With his wings still spread, Remi finds himself kneeling in the dirt and grasses, quite keen to be discovered if he's being honest. Something about the moment has his heart running away with him, the pulse of which Ronin will no doubt feel. Smiling secretively, Remi glances to his side and reaches for a dry twig, intentionally snapping it between his fingers.
"No, we never did clarify that, did we?" Remi wonders, grinning crookedly.
Feeling the soil beneath his fingernails as he inches forward, Remi knows that without his leonine abilities, he's likely the unstealthiest thing in the entirety of the outer islands, but nevermind. "If you catch me though, you will have to keep hold of me so I do not run away."
"No, we never did clarify that, did we?" Remi wonders, grinning crookedly.
Feeling the soil beneath his fingernails as he inches forward, Remi knows that without his leonine abilities, he's likely the unstealthiest thing in the entirety of the outer islands, but nevermind. "If you catch me though, you will have to keep hold of me so I do not run away."
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.
