But it's never gonna come the way I am Could I change it if I wanted, can I rise above the flood? Will it wash out in the water, or is it always in the blood? As his eyes fell upon...well, presumably it was a creature of some sort, but calling it so seemed like a stretch of zoology, Remi inhaled sharply. Glancing from Ro to Ro, he saw that neither of the captain's looked particularly worried at this point. Neither raised weapons nor appeared to adopt a defensive position, and so nor did Remi. Still, a few feathers appeared in his hair as the instinct to take flight coursed through his veins. "Uhh...did you say something?" Remi called out to the creature, perhaps feeling that since he was the most like an animal here, he was somehow qualified to speak with...uh...whatever that was. |
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.