REMI
the lullaby
Ronin is the better soldier in all respects, but it's like beating a training dummy the way the alchemist's body utterly collapses beneath the assault. It takes nearly all of his willpower to keep constrained the parts of him that want to lash back at Ronin's duplicate; perhaps that's why he so easily tumbles back to his knees as Ronin's foot sweeps his feet out from under him.
The physical attacks might not have hurt so much were it not for the fresh burns streaking across Remi's chest, shoulders, and arms. Blood flows freely from a split in his lip now (or had he bit his tongue?), and so it's a rather garbled and wet groan of pain that Remi utters as he gasps for breath. "I think you cracked a rib." Spitting a wad of crimson into the soil, the alchemist looks up at Ronin's projection. "Doing this naked was...one of our worst ideas." He manages with a crooked smile.
The physical attacks might not have hurt so much were it not for the fresh burns streaking across Remi's chest, shoulders, and arms. Blood flows freely from a split in his lip now (or had he bit his tongue?), and so it's a rather garbled and wet groan of pain that Remi utters as he gasps for breath. "I think you cracked a rib." Spitting a wad of crimson into the soil, the alchemist looks up at Ronin's projection. "Doing this naked was...one of our worst ideas." He manages with a crooked smile.
Like you'd get your knuckles bloody for me
Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection
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.
