aúsi, nos paramas // & still we stand
Strong enough to shoulder more than a few burdens these days, it's moreso Remi's utter lack of interest or concern that keeps him from asking. Politics are something he's been trying his best to get away from, and whatever trial is meant to be held, has nothing to do with him anymore.
Raising a brow to hear of the risk, the Lullaby can't help but grin. 'Well, if you ever need someone who can, you now know where to find him." He inclines his head slightly over his shoulder, meaning the Woods.
'I have already been told that my stubbornness won't help in this. So I don't think talking will, either. That said..." Much as he did want to dig his claws into flesh (or whatever Wessex was), there was something that ought to be mentioned first. "You know I've always been straight with you, and I'll continue to do that as long as I can. But...I have a feeling who and what we are, is finally going to make that difficult."
Ruffling a hand through his curls, Remi crosses his arms across his chest and tugs in a breath before continuing. "We were...called, summoned, whatever you like, to a meeting with the gods. All of them. Ours, anyway. With...your ascended presence so strong in the Grounds, I've been placed in the woods with another demigod. To keep an eye on things, presumably. To be a line of defense should..." Remi shrugs with annoyance. "...I don't know." And really, he didn't. What they were defending against hadn't been clear to him.
Raising a brow to hear of the risk, the Lullaby can't help but grin. 'Well, if you ever need someone who can, you now know where to find him." He inclines his head slightly over his shoulder, meaning the Woods.
'I have already been told that my stubbornness won't help in this. So I don't think talking will, either. That said..." Much as he did want to dig his claws into flesh (or whatever Wessex was), there was something that ought to be mentioned first. "You know I've always been straight with you, and I'll continue to do that as long as I can. But...I have a feeling who and what we are, is finally going to make that difficult."
Ruffling a hand through his curls, Remi crosses his arms across his chest and tugs in a breath before continuing. "We were...called, summoned, whatever you like, to a meeting with the gods. All of them. Ours, anyway. With...your ascended presence so strong in the Grounds, I've been placed in the woods with another demigod. To keep an eye on things, presumably. To be a line of defense should..." Remi shrugs with annoyance. "...I don't know." And really, he didn't. What they were defending against hadn't been clear to him.
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.
