walked out this morning and i wrote down this song.
i just can't remember who to send it to
i just can't remember who to send it to
Goon 2 knelt at the side of goon 1 who'd Ronin easily flattened, muttering curses under his breath.
Remi couldn't recall the last time he'd punched a man, but rather than shy away from the sound of those delicate bones breaking, instead he felt himself very nearly salivate at the sensation of it. Blood poured freely from the man's face as he gave Remi a blank look, stunned for only a moment. Charging foreward, the man's skin began to change. Growing grey and leathery, a horn appeared in the middle of his face as his hands blunted together. The partially shifted rhino lowered his center of gravity to tackle Remi, sending the alchemist sprawling onto his back and knocking the wind from his lungs. Heartbreak did not a fighter make, but Remi was a fast learner. As the man continued to shift growing more and more rhino like, so too did Remi, unsheathing claws on hands and feet as he grappled his attacker.
Maybe we wasn't askin' The leader all but bleated, snarling at Ronin's display of power (and merely assuming it to be some strange custom magic). Ropes shot from his fingers towards Ronin. Meaning to cover the Dark Star in thick nautical-strength chords, he'd aim a blow at Ronin's shins if he could to knock the hunter down to his knees. Maybe instead o' a shag in the sea we'll just be takin' all them purdy rings wot'r on yer fingers.
Remi couldn't recall the last time he'd punched a man, but rather than shy away from the sound of those delicate bones breaking, instead he felt himself very nearly salivate at the sensation of it. Blood poured freely from the man's face as he gave Remi a blank look, stunned for only a moment. Charging foreward, the man's skin began to change. Growing grey and leathery, a horn appeared in the middle of his face as his hands blunted together. The partially shifted rhino lowered his center of gravity to tackle Remi, sending the alchemist sprawling onto his back and knocking the wind from his lungs. Heartbreak did not a fighter make, but Remi was a fast learner. As the man continued to shift growing more and more rhino like, so too did Remi, unsheathing claws on hands and feet as he grappled his attacker.
Maybe we wasn't askin' The leader all but bleated, snarling at Ronin's display of power (and merely assuming it to be some strange custom magic). Ropes shot from his fingers towards Ronin. Meaning to cover the Dark Star in thick nautical-strength chords, he'd aim a blow at Ronin's shins if he could to knock the hunter down to his knees. Maybe instead o' a shag in the sea we'll just be takin' all them purdy rings wot'r on yer fingers.
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.
