He hadn't asked, but then again, that was all part of it. Life wouldn't ask permission, just as the Voice hadn't when she so completely taken away Jigano's ability to defend himself. Perhaps it was too early, perhaps it wasn't what he Sage had wanted from this, and if so, the alchemist would apologize profusely. All he knew was that his friends had once done what they thought Remi most needed often before he was ready; it was that aid that the bard had asked for.
Flinching unabashedly at the fury and hostility careening through the bond, the alchemist held his magic in place best as he could. Against a dragon though, it took all he had to hold measly vines and such in place, no matter how reinforced they were.
Watching with tense muscles and bated breath as the dragon when from red-zone to a place of much more clarity (or so it seemed), the alchemist waited to see what Jigano would do next. Shift? Retaliate? Tell Remi to stop?
Though he couldn't smell or see what it was the Sage was doing, his body responded immediately. Remi's limbs, already tense and tight, became incapable of moving. Even his eyes refused to blink after a moment, and as panic set in and his mind began to whirl, without his body's ability to minutely address changes in his balance, the alchemist tumbled over stiff as a board. Physically bound his mind was still free, and so releasing his hold on Jigano the alchemist swiftly tried to cushion his fall with a bit of moss.
If..this is you, then well done. If not..I think we may have a problem. Remi called out with relative calm in his mental voice, despite looking like a corpse.
Flinching unabashedly at the fury and hostility careening through the bond, the alchemist held his magic in place best as he could. Against a dragon though, it took all he had to hold measly vines and such in place, no matter how reinforced they were.
Watching with tense muscles and bated breath as the dragon when from red-zone to a place of much more clarity (or so it seemed), the alchemist waited to see what Jigano would do next. Shift? Retaliate? Tell Remi to stop?
Though he couldn't smell or see what it was the Sage was doing, his body responded immediately. Remi's limbs, already tense and tight, became incapable of moving. Even his eyes refused to blink after a moment, and as panic set in and his mind began to whirl, without his body's ability to minutely address changes in his balance, the alchemist tumbled over stiff as a board. Physically bound his mind was still free, and so releasing his hold on Jigano the alchemist swiftly tried to cushion his fall with a bit of moss.
If..this is you, then well done. If not..I think we may have a problem. Remi called out with relative calm in his mental voice, despite looking like a corpse.
until the lambs become lions.
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.
