The pit | I fell in the pit

The satisfaction on the lion's face was clear. Sure it might have been nothing more than a reflex on Vervain 's part, but seeing her bristle even slightly caused the beast's mouth to water. If only it could reach up those last few meters... She spoke again and the lion continued not to care or listen. Inside however, Remi could feel the weight of his own guilt triple as the huntress made reference to the obligations he was currently ignoring. The lion sat down hard as the alchemist mentally ran his hands through his hair, that pure moment of Remi's sorrow physically forcing the lion down for a moment. Then she said she loved him. When was the last time anyone had said that to him? Certainly not Delphine who was infinitely too selfish. Not Ianto, close as they were. Certainly not Loren. It probably had been Vai. And she was saying it now. Still saying it. With a roar of discomfort, the lion suddenly swatted at its own face, before rearing up slightly. Its torso suddenly contorted into pale flash covered with claw marks and a swath of matted but curly hair. "You don't know what I've done." Remi sobbed into the light rain, inhaling a shaky breath before his lips once again turned into a snarl and the lion reasserted itself with a snap of its teeth. remi roar