right now everything you want is wrong
& right now all your dreams are waking up
& right now all your dreams are waking up
Remi doesn't want to be that guy. The guy who says, it's been so hard for us. They aren't the only couple to have endured the blight, two rounds of leadership, death, opposite demi-god motivations and goals, the death of a child, another round of crazy sickness...oh no wait, they are. "No," Remi agrees softly, wanting very much to simply collapse next to the fox, draw his knees up to his chest, and cry. Instead, his wings disappear (he hisses a breath in as they fold back into his skin, leaving bloody traces down his back and torn skin), he carefully takes a seat next to the fox.
"We were just...I was going to nap with Mateo..Ronin was making tea and suddenly we were somewhere else. Ludo and Safrin were there—Frey too—and the other demigods. And then they came." Rae, and Mort, and Vi. The alchemist scowls down at his feet. "Something about stopping the ascended. About the Order in Stormbreak, and creating a defensive hub in the woods. And then they just.." Raising bloodied fingers, Remi waves them before his eyes. "..just sent us off. Delphia and I are to remain here, Ronin and Amalia to stay in Stormbreak."
He bites the inside of his cheek, pulling in a breath and furrowing his brows as he gazes at the grasses below the steps. "I said no, as if that mattered. Mort said something about doing this for Mateo, about the greater good, I think." He gives his head a slight shake. He'd stopped listening at that point, once it was clear that neither he nor Ronin were being asked.
"We were just...I was going to nap with Mateo..Ronin was making tea and suddenly we were somewhere else. Ludo and Safrin were there—Frey too—and the other demigods. And then they came." Rae, and Mort, and Vi. The alchemist scowls down at his feet. "Something about stopping the ascended. About the Order in Stormbreak, and creating a defensive hub in the woods. And then they just.." Raising bloodied fingers, Remi waves them before his eyes. "..just sent us off. Delphia and I are to remain here, Ronin and Amalia to stay in Stormbreak."
He bites the inside of his cheek, pulling in a breath and furrowing his brows as he gazes at the grasses below the steps. "I said no, as if that mattered. Mort said something about doing this for Mateo, about the greater good, I think." He gives his head a slight shake. He'd stopped listening at that point, once it was clear that neither he nor Ronin were being asked.
The Lullaby
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.
