Close as all this craziness is, this near-death and violence, Remi just sits idly against his tree with a leg propped up, still tying blades of grass together. As Arsen tumbles to the ground the alchemist briefly looks up uttering an ooof under his breath as the doormouse slams its front paws down on either side of the harpy. Breathing heavily above him like some colossal demon with red mattered fur, the mouse opens its jaws and roars down at the youth. With yellowed teeth larger than the harpy currently is, it could end him just as easily as its own life was ended. Instead, it bears its teeth and breathes how steamy pants of putrid air.
[say]"Apparently you should be more careful about who you throw to their death."[/say] The Lullaby mutters conversationally, moving one of his feet so that the mouse's lashing tail won't knock into it.
[say]"Apparently you should be more careful about who you throw to their death."[/say] The Lullaby mutters conversationally, moving one of his feet so that the mouse's lashing tail won't knock into it.
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.
