True Colours

remi Rocketman; burning up his fuse out there alone There was this odd feature of being an attuned, a disconnect between you you were as an animal, and who you were as human. For instance, as Remi shifted himself into a raccoon to flop unceremoniously into Vai's lap immediately awaiting her scritches, he thought nothing of it. As a man had he done the same, though he and Vai were close, it would have been a good deal more strange. Keeping his mouth shifted so he could talk, the raccoon sighed unhappily. "The beginning ... I hardly remember anymore..." The story about Sam's reaction to Isla biting him was gone. About Sam slapping him, about the man saying that he loved Remi in the closet just after Celosia died...all of it was just gone. "I do not know how well Ronin is doing with all of this...and I do not know how to help him. And..Isla died." He said softly, his small hands plucking absently at bits of Chunk's fur on Vai's pants. "I went out to find her, to bring her back so we could bury her at least, but I found Ludo instead. It ... it put her into the body of a unicorn." He added with a shaky sort of laugh. "And then while I was outside just now sketching, a man came up to me. He...he tried to kiss me and said all sorts of strange things. How we were...together?" This last bit was whispered of course, Remi shivering slightly in Vai's grasp.