REMI
if you're not going to swim deep with me
The snow fell silently and though it was nearly impossible to tell what time of day it was given how overcast and bleary the sky was, having just fed himself and Aoife lunch, Remi judged it was only a bit into the afternoon.
Not that it mattered. Time had ceased to matter. There was only now (before LongNight), and LongNight itself.
Feeling more cagey than he ever had before, the alchemist decided to do something useful with his time. Or if not useful (Remi would likely always be a terrible fighter), at least it would expel some of his energy. Shifting into what was probably his most impressive form (though not for that reason—larger muscles would probably result in larger energy sapped), the manticore paced around the training grounds hoping someone else might feel similarly and appear from the hazy afternoon.
Not that it mattered. Time had ceased to matter. There was only now (before LongNight), and LongNight itself.
Feeling more cagey than he ever had before, the alchemist decided to do something useful with his time. Or if not useful (Remi would likely always be a terrible fighter), at least it would expel some of his energy. Shifting into what was probably his most impressive form (though not for that reason—larger muscles would probably result in larger energy sapped), the manticore paced around the training grounds hoping someone else might feel similarly and appear from the hazy afternoon.
get out of my waters
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.
