you trace my lines, stirring my soul
Later it might occur to Remi to ask whether or not Ronin has complete control over the clouds he calls from the sky. For example, should Remi have been worried about hopping aboard a storm cloud? If he's alive at the end of this, perhaps he'll ask.
It's a good thing Ronin's projection is already on the cloud; for all of Remi's strength, pulling himself up by his bootstraps isn't a skill he's learned quite yet. Heaving himself up the Alchemist wastes no time slipping from his body and diving into the water, easily maneuvering himself into the skull of one of the trapped dolphins.
Calm, he thinks to the creature as he takes over its body. Instantly it grows still, and though he's no marine biologist by any means, he tries his best to offer reassuring clicks to the other creatures trapped alongside him. Having chosen the larger encantado out of the group, hopefully, he's earned himself some clout.
It's a good thing Ronin's projection is already on the cloud; for all of Remi's strength, pulling himself up by his bootstraps isn't a skill he's learned quite yet. Heaving himself up the Alchemist wastes no time slipping from his body and diving into the water, easily maneuvering himself into the skull of one of the trapped dolphins.
Calm, he thinks to the creature as he takes over its body. Instantly it grows still, and though he's no marine biologist by any means, he tries his best to offer reassuring clicks to the other creatures trapped alongside him. Having chosen the larger encantado out of the group, hopefully, he's earned himself some clout.
THE ALCHEMIST
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.
