[Mini Event] TMI

are you really going to talk about timing in times like these?

Not since he'd reached into the Core itself at the top of the Cordillera had Remi felt so much physical pain in one fell swoop. Breathless and instantly nauseous, the Bastion's knees hit the sand before he was even aware that he'd been stumbling. A cold sweat prickled across his skin as he fought to relax his muscles enough to take a full breath. It took several seconds and what resulted was a hiccuping sort of whine from between Remi's clenched teeth.

Exhaling at last, shakily, Remi managed to open his eyes and though his vision was bright with stars, his gaze found Noah. "If you had wanted to hurt me, Noah, I could have just paired us together at the Tournament." He wheezes before rubbing a hand up the side of his face.

Only then does he notice that almost half the group has been shoved back by the Foresaken's efforts, and it's with an eyebrow raised that Remi gives his head a little shake. "If anyone else has an ability like that, take the orb and walk down the beach." Just because he could soak the damage, didn't mean that it felt good to do so, especially when Vi's demigod could have taken any number of steps to mitigate the harmful effects.

remi

Styling stolen from Sky (obviously)