if you need to, darling, lean your weight to me
Remi huffs under his breath at Ronin’s comment about rain, the sound soft and incredulous, as if he’s never heard such foolish optimism in his life. The grin he flashes over his shoulder is all fondness, curls brushing lightly against Ronin’s temple before they straighten themselves into something resembling professional dignity.
At Flora’s hopeful question, he can only shake his head, amusement warming his voice. "Magically clean it? No. At best, I could empty it very quickly if I shifted into a kraken," he muses, tilting his head as if genuinely considering it. "But I doubt flooding the courthouse and potentially breaking the fountain would be helpful."
With a resigned but cheerful shrug, he reaches for one of the scrub brushes. Rather than wade in to the water, Remi rolls his shoulder to partially shift, his skin giving way to sleek dark texture as two tentacles coil out beside him. One curls delicately around the scrub brush, the other claiming a sponge, each moving with an ease that suggests he’s done far stranger things while half-shifted.
Both tentacles stretch out over the water, beginning to scrub along opposite surfaces at once while Remi remains comfortably planted outside the fountain, looking entirely too pleased with himself as he multitasks.
Remi scrubs!
At Flora’s hopeful question, he can only shake his head, amusement warming his voice. "Magically clean it? No. At best, I could empty it very quickly if I shifted into a kraken," he muses, tilting his head as if genuinely considering it. "But I doubt flooding the courthouse and potentially breaking the fountain would be helpful."
With a resigned but cheerful shrug, he reaches for one of the scrub brushes. Rather than wade in to the water, Remi rolls his shoulder to partially shift, his skin giving way to sleek dark texture as two tentacles coil out beside him. One curls delicately around the scrub brush, the other claiming a sponge, each moving with an ease that suggests he’s done far stranger things while half-shifted.
Both tentacles stretch out over the water, beginning to scrub along opposite surfaces at once while Remi remains comfortably planted outside the fountain, looking entirely too pleased with himself as he multitasks.
Remi scrubs!
we'll float away
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.
