i'll meet you half way
The lion could smell the decay almost instantly. While the water had helped preserve some aspects of the boy's decomposition, death and rot were more than familiar smells to the lion's sense. Falling to a halt, something in Remi shivered and seemed to click off. Something that wouldn't listen to reason or believe what his senses were telling him.
I will cross over the barrier Emmett. You can laugh at how long it took me. Maybe we can play tag and run over it a thousand times.. The lion thought, watching as Ronin half-heartedly checked Emmett's vitals.
Shifting silently, his teeth threatening to clack together and not because of the cold, Remi just stared at Ronin's back and the vague shape of Emmett beyond it. "I.." He mumbled, hastily drawing in air but not really breathing it. ..I do not want to. was the rest of that sentence. Not wanting to believe it was real, for a long moment the alchemist just let tears well up in his eyes as his shoulders fell and his heart sank.
Closing his eyes, Remi held out his hands. The combination of earth and creation magic made for an easy stretcher: thick boughs for the frame and canvas laid between. After a moment, a blanket appeared over the top, to cover Emmett with. It was decorated roughly with frolicking donkeys, which hurt Remi's heart all the more. That his animal shift was all that the alchemist could come up with the commemorate his friend seemed like a slap in the face.
"Here." He whispered, offering the stretcher to Deimos and Roana, who would apparently need to the bear the weight of the dead boy.
I will cross over the barrier Emmett. You can laugh at how long it took me. Maybe we can play tag and run over it a thousand times.. The lion thought, watching as Ronin half-heartedly checked Emmett's vitals.
Shifting silently, his teeth threatening to clack together and not because of the cold, Remi just stared at Ronin's back and the vague shape of Emmett beyond it. "I.." He mumbled, hastily drawing in air but not really breathing it. ..I do not want to. was the rest of that sentence. Not wanting to believe it was real, for a long moment the alchemist just let tears well up in his eyes as his shoulders fell and his heart sank.
Closing his eyes, Remi held out his hands. The combination of earth and creation magic made for an easy stretcher: thick boughs for the frame and canvas laid between. After a moment, a blanket appeared over the top, to cover Emmett with. It was decorated roughly with frolicking donkeys, which hurt Remi's heart all the more. That his animal shift was all that the alchemist could come up with the commemorate his friend seemed like a slap in the face.
"Here." He whispered, offering the stretcher to Deimos and Roana, who would apparently need to the bear the weight of the dead boy.
if you're coming the long way
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.
