REMI
the lullaby
walk me home in the dead of night
Remi knew enough of the fae not to argue with Alina as she arrived. Instead, he merely offered her a nod of agreement. "Thank you for coming to assist with this. Having someone who knows the area as well as you, will no doubt be a great benefit." He offers with a polite smile.
"Mmm. I had thought maybe we'd bring back the head of one to the Grounds. Maybe it'll be the one who killed Edy." He adds with a roguish grin toward his husband. Whatever Alina might think of the pair, or whatever she might have heard, if they don't seem to take this seriously it is only because of the wealth of experience that they share. If a landshark is the worst the world has to throw at them today, they'll be back before lunch.
"If Ianto was right, we'd be smart to try and block the sand from our skin." At this, he nods toward Alina who has already done so. "And stay off of the ground. If we're in the air, there's a good chance any landsharks won't even know we're here."
Wrapping a canvas mask over his face with slits for his eyes and his mouth, the alchemist lifts off, wide pale wings carrying him across the sand and into the storm. We should all be able to stay in contact with one another, even if we lose visibility. Remi thinks to the other two, as he sets off about 7ft off the ground, into the storm.
Remington covers his face with canvas, and sets off into the storm.
"Mmm. I had thought maybe we'd bring back the head of one to the Grounds. Maybe it'll be the one who killed Edy." He adds with a roguish grin toward his husband. Whatever Alina might think of the pair, or whatever she might have heard, if they don't seem to take this seriously it is only because of the wealth of experience that they share. If a landshark is the worst the world has to throw at them today, they'll be back before lunch.
"If Ianto was right, we'd be smart to try and block the sand from our skin." At this, he nods toward Alina who has already done so. "And stay off of the ground. If we're in the air, there's a good chance any landsharks won't even know we're here."
Wrapping a canvas mask over his face with slits for his eyes and his mouth, the alchemist lifts off, wide pale wings carrying him across the sand and into the storm. We should all be able to stay in contact with one another, even if we lose visibility. Remi thinks to the other two, as he sets off about 7ft off the ground, into the storm.
Remington covers his face with canvas, and sets off into the storm.
because i can't be alone with all that's on my mind
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.
