[PQ] with our backs against the wall

D e i m o s

Send a heartbeat to the void that cries through you
Relive the pictures that have come to pass

The amusements were lost then, lingering back on self-doubts and uncertainty. He let the notions go, fizzling off into the darkness, brow furrowing, returning strictly back to his usual nonchalance, his intentions at ruffling Jigano’s feathers losing their tact and prowess. Remi volunteered, something he always seemed to do (and it felt almost unfair, to ask him to do anything and everything, when the rest of the world could take up the mantle, the weight, at some point, at some juncture), eternally willing to move forward, to put himself in harm’s way. Truthfully, he probably would be the better of the two to go – not currently holding a warrant for arrest, or having an easily discernible array of hues. It would be more plausible for him to be checking on items, artifacts, or pieces he’d already created upon the threshold. Jigano’s suggestions would work too – and then Deimos could apply his own means and measures of extracting dirt, earth, and loam from the designated area. With a nod, he confirmed and conformed to their wit and calculations. “Sounds fair. Remi may go, and Jigano and I can stay to hear the right spot. Then we can dig our way up.” And then hopefully be finished – the final touches looming. -- Remi can either raccoon shift or go in human form, and Deimos/Jigano will be waiting! Remi first please! Post order can go: Remi, Jigano, then Deimos. For now we stand alone, the world is lost and blown And we are flesh and blood disintegrate with no more to hate