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Deity? Remi shrugged. If Vai said so.
"Celosia said she was praying? And that it was a religion shrine." Come to think of it, when the alchemist had asked Frey if he..er, she? was religion, Frey hadn't answered. Perhaps deity was the right word.
"Oh, I–" Remi's eyes widened in alarm and a coral blush suddenly raced his up throat and onto his cheeks. The memory of what had happened last time still occasionally flickered behind his eyes when he tried to sleep. The feelings were uncomfortable if only because they'd been so overpowering and intoxicating. He felt dirty and spoiled at the thought, and immensely guilty for wanting to feel it again.
"–it was...the deity I mean. It looked..." Shaking his head slightly, Remi found himself floundering for a description. "Actually it is hard to say. His..I mean, her...its face seemed to constantly shift. And the magic..." Closing his eyes and clenching his jaw for a moment, Remi tried to force his way through the sudden flare of embarrassment. Yes he trusted Vai enough to tell her about Loren (most of it anyways), but...this felt like strange territory to wade into with someone he considered more like a mother than just a friend.
"It took our clothes. And it .. One of the women there was a virgin and ...the deity made us feel..." His cheeks flushed vibrantly and his gaze lowered. It wasn't just uncomfortable because he wasn't at all inclined towards woman and yet he had been, but because the lack of consent and forcefulness of it all made him feel as though he'd violated–or would have violated–something that he could never undo. "It wanted us to...and Cel almost did and then it just laughed and disappeared...
"Celosia said she was praying? And that it was a religion shrine." Come to think of it, when the alchemist had asked Frey if he..er, she? was religion, Frey hadn't answered. Perhaps deity was the right word.
"Oh, I–" Remi's eyes widened in alarm and a coral blush suddenly raced his up throat and onto his cheeks. The memory of what had happened last time still occasionally flickered behind his eyes when he tried to sleep. The feelings were uncomfortable if only because they'd been so overpowering and intoxicating. He felt dirty and spoiled at the thought, and immensely guilty for wanting to feel it again.
"–it was...the deity I mean. It looked..." Shaking his head slightly, Remi found himself floundering for a description. "Actually it is hard to say. His..I mean, her...its face seemed to constantly shift. And the magic..." Closing his eyes and clenching his jaw for a moment, Remi tried to force his way through the sudden flare of embarrassment. Yes he trusted Vai enough to tell her about Loren (most of it anyways), but...this felt like strange territory to wade into with someone he considered more like a mother than just a friend.
"It took our clothes. And it .. One of the women there was a virgin and ...the deity made us feel..." His cheeks flushed vibrantly and his gaze lowered. It wasn't just uncomfortable because he wasn't at all inclined towards woman and yet he had been, but because the lack of consent and forcefulness of it all made him feel as though he'd violated–or would have violated–something that he could never undo. "It wanted us to...and Cel almost did and then it just laughed and disappeared...
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.
