you come to me, wild and wired

but baby i've been here before; i've seen this room and i've walked this floor

Once the presence of the raggedy god would have sent cold terror rushing through Remi's veins. He'd have flinched and made all the predictable faces, had all the predictable thoughts of apprehension and worry. Now though, emptied out as he was, he merely regarded the board with the eyes of a casually clever man before sliding forward a piece of his own.

"Oho, not so. I tried." Remi said, looking up. There were soft dimples beneath the unshaven growth on his cheeks but the light in his eyes was entirely hard. Shirtless in the heat, the alchemist gestured to the claw marks across his throat and the mass of ugly scar tissue in the center of his chest. "Twice." His broad shoulders shrugged. "You must have been busy." The god had tried to lure Remi to his death how many times. 2? 3? If Remi had more vanity than he did, he might have been a little insulted Ludo hadn't been at the festival waiting with open arms rags.