REMI
if you're not going to swim deep with me
Given the state of the world and the lack of visibility, Remi didn't think remaining mostly-human was going to do him any favours. Shifting entirely now, his ears pinned into his mane and his leonine eyes narrowed to slits, the manticore flew forward through the storm, wondering if this was going to be the extent of the adventure he'd been promised.
Still good? Remi calls out. Delah had always been able to hear him, and so the alchemist had assumed it was a trait all Fae shared. That Alina hadn't reached that particular ability was probably something they ought to have covered earlier. Then, with significant snark he adds, Why yes Ronin, I do. The skies have opened up, and I see a lovely oasis. Shall we stop for lunch?
Remington keeps flying straight, as a manticore now.
Still good? Remi calls out. Delah had always been able to hear him, and so the alchemist had assumed it was a trait all Fae shared. That Alina hadn't reached that particular ability was probably something they ought to have covered earlier. Then, with significant snark he adds, Why yes Ronin, I do. The skies have opened up, and I see a lovely oasis. Shall we stop for lunch?
Remington keeps flying straight, as a manticore now.
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.
