[PQ] just a haze on the water

it was me who wrote onto the wooden door your name

Saving me? Why. This is precisely where I wanted to end up. I can be almost entirely sure that no one will come bother me in her— So saying (er, thinking), the whale seems to darken all around the alchemist. Shifting back to become an octopus so that he could breathe, Remi took stock of the situation.

A creature made of bone, impervious to poison and probably to most physical attacks as well. Lovely. And why shouldn't it be? It was probably too early to start saying his goodbyes to Ronin, and so he shoved away those thoughts as he focused on the ever-darkening surroundings.

Thinking along the same lines as Maea though not quite, Remi took another deep breath and shifted back to use his magic. He created spires of earth, not water, meaning to force apart the belly of the whale through sheer force and weight rather than pressure. Creating the heaviest elements he could think of, raw minerals and other stones piled up within the creature. To add the stress he hoped he was creating on the creature's system, he shifted back into his manticore form and (awkwardly, admittedly), when to town with rows of shark-teeth and claws on whatever he could sink them into.

it'll last there longer than in this body i can stay