that's the thing about pain // it demands to be felt
Ah.
Well, if Remi wondered at all about Loren's state of mind when it came to him, the lack of greeting as compared to the rest of those assembled spoke volumes. Swallowing and trying to ignore the way he wanted to pull his coat more tightly around himself, he felt his lips twitching into a defensive half-smile as he nodded vaguely at the ground. Stiffening to hear his instructions—and shooting a shocked look up at the summoner with crystal-clear green eyes—Remi swallowed hastily as he lowered his gaze back down.
Collapse the tunnel? Having recently done quite a bit of tunnel excavating and maintenance with Deimos and Jigano, Remi was hesitant to structurally alter anything, knowing just how quickly things could go wrong. Biting the inside of his lip, the alchemist dipped his head uncomfortably before skirting his way inside and towards the tunnel in question, giving the summoner as wide of a berth as possible.
Entering into the passage, Remi stopped, folding his arms across his chest as he looked around. With his sight restored this task was infinitely easier, though the thought of it made him wilt noticeably—not that there was anyone around to notice, of course. Instead of collapsing the tunnel as Loren had instructed, and risking the structural integrity of everything around, the alchemist closed his eyes and instead created a barrier.
Rock built up slowly and precisely before him. The wall was several feet thick and impenetrable as he could make it. Moving to the sides of the tunnel, the alchemist transmuted some of the stones to fit with incredible accuracy against the curved walls, before filling in any gaps with a created substance not entirely different from grout.
Remi makes a wall, instead of collapsing the tunnel.
Well, if Remi wondered at all about Loren's state of mind when it came to him, the lack of greeting as compared to the rest of those assembled spoke volumes. Swallowing and trying to ignore the way he wanted to pull his coat more tightly around himself, he felt his lips twitching into a defensive half-smile as he nodded vaguely at the ground. Stiffening to hear his instructions—and shooting a shocked look up at the summoner with crystal-clear green eyes—Remi swallowed hastily as he lowered his gaze back down.
Collapse the tunnel? Having recently done quite a bit of tunnel excavating and maintenance with Deimos and Jigano, Remi was hesitant to structurally alter anything, knowing just how quickly things could go wrong. Biting the inside of his lip, the alchemist dipped his head uncomfortably before skirting his way inside and towards the tunnel in question, giving the summoner as wide of a berth as possible.
Entering into the passage, Remi stopped, folding his arms across his chest as he looked around. With his sight restored this task was infinitely easier, though the thought of it made him wilt noticeably—not that there was anyone around to notice, of course. Instead of collapsing the tunnel as Loren had instructed, and risking the structural integrity of everything around, the alchemist closed his eyes and instead created a barrier.
Rock built up slowly and precisely before him. The wall was several feet thick and impenetrable as he could make it. Moving to the sides of the tunnel, the alchemist transmuted some of the stones to fit with incredible accuracy against the curved walls, before filling in any gaps with a created substance not entirely different from grout.
Remi makes a wall, instead of collapsing the tunnel.
THE
ALCHEMIST
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.
