looking like that, you'll open some wounds
"Might as well just inscribe it on that." Remi says, nodding toward Varus's arm. "Doesn't look like the sort of thing that might easily break, even if it is being used by Pelican's to scratch their various itches."
Cal's initial reaction—the pause and the plastered smile—aren't unexpected. Remi knows who he is, and knows the things people know and say about him. His own smile fades by degrees, as he swallows, fully expecting their frivolity to come to an end now that Remi's identity has been confirmed. "That is me." He confirms with a nod, his expression shifting from disappointment to slow intrigue. 'Go on.' Remi encourages with a gentle nod of his head.
The mention of a kraken has Remi straightening, his eyes narrowing with suspicion, his cheeks flushing in the dark. "Well, there goes that surprise." He replies evenly, carefully. "Not many know of that shift." Remi continues, feeling an uneasy slosh of something dark and oily in his belly. "So how do you..?"
Cal's initial reaction—the pause and the plastered smile—aren't unexpected. Remi knows who he is, and knows the things people know and say about him. His own smile fades by degrees, as he swallows, fully expecting their frivolity to come to an end now that Remi's identity has been confirmed. "That is me." He confirms with a nod, his expression shifting from disappointment to slow intrigue. 'Go on.' Remi encourages with a gentle nod of his head.
The mention of a kraken has Remi straightening, his eyes narrowing with suspicion, his cheeks flushing in the dark. "Well, there goes that surprise." He replies evenly, carefully. "Not many know of that shift." Remi continues, feeling an uneasy slosh of something dark and oily in his belly. "So how do you..?"
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.
