REMI
i've been sleepwalking and wandering all night
How about sleeping, then. The Lullaby offers. With each of his suckers gripping the dragon, Remi is able to feel more or less instantly as his husband begins to shrink. Though he lets himself release the dwindling star, the alchemist waits until he feels only the bodyweight of a man against him, breathing slowly and rhythmically, before shifting himself. Ronin was cunning, but dragons he thought, might be more cunning still. Should the huntsman only be pretending, it would be a mistake for Remi to let him go too soon. One that would cost him his life, if it hadn't already.
Returning to his manticore form, Remi takes a moment to survey his injuries. Are they life-threatening? Gods, he has no real idea. He doesn't think so, but then, dying as an immortal likely didn't follow the normal course of things. Maybe it was easier for Ronin to kill him.
Remi's tawny fur, caked in blood that looked black but smelled sweet, he curls around his husband's unconscious form. Nights were surprisingly cold in the desert after all, and while Remi wasn't sure if his body had the energy to provide enough heat to keep them both warm, it was certainly better than nothing. Weary in a way that work on their houseboat was supposed to cause, the alchemist's breath is irregular and shallow as his body continues to bleed and flirt with death.
Returning to his manticore form, Remi takes a moment to survey his injuries. Are they life-threatening? Gods, he has no real idea. He doesn't think so, but then, dying as an immortal likely didn't follow the normal course of things. Maybe it was easier for Ronin to kill him.
Remi's tawny fur, caked in blood that looked black but smelled sweet, he curls around his husband's unconscious form. Nights were surprisingly cold in the desert after all, and while Remi wasn't sure if his body had the energy to provide enough heat to keep them both warm, it was certainly better than nothing. Weary in a way that work on their houseboat was supposed to cause, the alchemist's breath is irregular and shallow as his body continues to bleed and flirt with death.
trying to take what's lost and broke and make it right
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.
