REMI
then it went dark
It's precisely his plan, actually. Ronin is clever and knows Remi too well. The dragon? The dragon is presumably blinded by the onslaught of everything that is new and bright in its mind: the smell of blood, the taunt of another predator, the nearness of death.
Still, the pain of Ronin's jaws around his body is nearly enough to break the alchemist's concentration. Strong as Remi is, there's an extra layer of pain that comes with the fact that this is Ronin. This is his one and only, his forever. The man to whom Remi will always run when things get hard. The only one he wants, despite irrevocable and unchangeable evidence to the contrary that will never quite go away. It hurts all the more because this could kill him—and still might, really—but if not with Ronin, there is no Remi.
So in the end, there's really no choice at all.
As the pain becomes monumental and Remi's body begins to sag beneath the force of the dragon's jaws, he shifts. He grows. He grows. He grows.
Large enough to twin himself easily around the dragon, as Ronin's jaws continue to grind into what is now the meaty portion of his body, the kraken's tentacles wind around the beast heedless of the fact that this will necessarily pull them from the skies.
Still, the pain of Ronin's jaws around his body is nearly enough to break the alchemist's concentration. Strong as Remi is, there's an extra layer of pain that comes with the fact that this is Ronin. This is his one and only, his forever. The man to whom Remi will always run when things get hard. The only one he wants, despite irrevocable and unchangeable evidence to the contrary that will never quite go away. It hurts all the more because this could kill him—and still might, really—but if not with Ronin, there is no Remi.
So in the end, there's really no choice at all.
As the pain becomes monumental and Remi's body begins to sag beneath the force of the dragon's jaws, he shifts. He grows. He grows. He grows.
Large enough to twin himself easily around the dragon, as Ronin's jaws continue to grind into what is now the meaty portion of his body, the kraken's tentacles wind around the beast heedless of the fact that this will necessarily pull them from the skies.
& it rained
and rained and rained
and rained and rained
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.
