like you'd get your knuckles bloody for me
"I would not." Remi agrees with a wide smirk, before scowling suddenly. "Don't you get all philosophical with me." He huffs antagonizingly. "Or else I will just say that if it's my nature, then I will never change, and I will just lean into it and grow my hair long again and scratch up our floors and walls with my claws." It was one of the things he missed most about the Greatwood actually; nowhere else could Remi be shifted and yet not cause any property damage.
"Yes and no. I suppose I find it a bit...challenging? to have to agree to my punishment." And he would have to, if only because like with the Hollowed Grounds, short of divine intervention, no one had the strength to make Remi do anything he didn't want to do. "He has a strange way of not causing himself more trouble, I will give him that." The alchemist grumbles with a boyish shrug.
"Yes and no. I suppose I find it a bit...challenging? to have to agree to my punishment." And he would have to, if only because like with the Hollowed Grounds, short of divine intervention, no one had the strength to make Remi do anything he didn't want to do. "He has a strange way of not causing himself more trouble, I will give him that." The alchemist grumbles with a boyish shrug.
remi
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.
