cut our teeth and make our bones right here

Remi

Welcome to the wild, no heroes and villains
Welcome to the war, we've only begun

"Aww, you don't have to get changed for little old me." Feeling the chill from rain-soaked clothing is one aspect of his humanity that Remi has lost, or perhaps just has the capacity to ignore these days. Besides, once Ronin returns him he very much doubts if playing pool would be something the Hunter could write on the sign-out sheet.

"I'll meet you." No, Remi technically isn't meant to be out of Ronin's sight, but over the years the pair have worked out a truce of sorts: Ronin lets the leash dangle every now and again, and in return, Remi is a more helpful monster. Ronin gets to claim one of the highest close rates in all of the complex, and Remi gets time away from being poked and prodded.

Disappearing down a ladder without seeming to touch the rungs, when later Ronin finds his way into the Sex and Sunset--a seedy strip joint known for its vitamin D lighting and "girls girls girls!"--he'll find Remi seated at a table opposite a man much larger than he is. With their hands clasped and elbows on the table, Remi is grinning cockily as the other man struggles in vain to try and push the wendigo's hand onto the table.

"You're a goddam lousy motherfuckin' cheat." The big man hisses as Remi slams his hand all the way down. Shoving his chair back and throwing a few crumpled dollar bills down, the man spits at Remi's feet before skulking off to the bar.

Higher and higher you chase it
It's deep in your blood, go and take it

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!