& then there is me
Spinning, blood soaking easily into the thin material of his shirt, Remi eyed the writhing being on the float as it coughed and spluttered. "Do you even need to breathe?" Remi asked, magic ready at his fingertips, yet not so willing to give the blighted-Phoebe another chance. Not with the pain of her bite like needles against his every thought.
"Gods!" Remi moaned before spinning and throwing up onto the floor. The sight of a half-chewed piece of his shoulder leaving the lips of a woman who may as well have been his sister was simply too much.
It was all too much, but this?
No.
"Gods!" Remi moaned before spinning and throwing up onto the floor. The sight of a half-chewed piece of his shoulder leaving the lips of a woman who may as well have been his sister was simply too much.
It was all too much, but this?
No.
always waiting for you
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.
