REMI
Remi feels the charge in the air the way a musician might feel the hum of a string—thrumming deep in his bones, muscles already aching for the hard, bracing release that only comes from exertion to the brink. He knows, with a certainty that doesn’t require proof, that this electricity belongs to Hotaru. The specifics of her abilities might remain a mystery, but the crackling energy biting at the sky speaks for itself.
He glances at her, voice lancing the open air in his mind, I did not attack you, I grabbed you. I was worried, correctly I think, that you were going to try and run. As for taking her somewhere she doesn't want to go? Well...yes. He’s absolutely doing that. Sorry not sorry.
Infected, he clarifies. High above the water, he spots Torchline winking in the distance and banks toward it, aiming for the quickest route through the archipelago and on to Halo. Whatever the Family has done to you was what they did to Sunjata but we managed to cure him of it. That is why we are going to Halo.
He glances at her, voice lancing the open air in his mind, I did not attack you, I grabbed you. I was worried, correctly I think, that you were going to try and run. As for taking her somewhere she doesn't want to go? Well...yes. He’s absolutely doing that. Sorry not sorry.
Infected, he clarifies. High above the water, he spots Torchline winking in the distance and banks toward it, aiming for the quickest route through the archipelago and on to Halo. Whatever the Family has done to you was what they did to Sunjata but we managed to cure him of it. That is why we are going to Halo.
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.
