I'll stay here with you until this dream is gone
The alchemist is in the infirmary, only because Isla is. Unicorn or not, the medic still has a duty to those within her care. Only ... now she relies on Remi far more than she used to, for her bedside manner has taken quite a dip given her inability to communicate with anyone but her bonded.
Following the darkened shape of her throughout the halls, Remi translates when he needs to, offers Isla his hands to use as her own, and generally just provides the body that she no longer has. Just as they are nearly finished, Isla perks her ears, turning her head over her shoulder and peering into the darkness. Someone has come, she says silently, turning easily on her haunches and moving back towards the door.
Arriving before Remi, the unicorn flares her nostrils slightly, the presence of a predator like Amalia setting off some instinctive reaction in her brain. Still, the woman has enough of herself left that she doesn't flee, but instead lowers her head slightly, ears inquisitive and forward as she regards the fawnling and the leopard.
Behind her a few paces, Remi appears in the scattering of candlelight, eyes falling softly on Kiada. He recognizes her from her aid with his venture to the top of the Spire, and also downstairs in the Rathskeller, though they hadn't spoken. Flicking her ears, Isla seems to say something to the alchemist, who nods. "This is Isla. She...was our medic. She is still, I suppose." He adds with a boyish sort of laugh, ruffling a hand through his curls. "She wants to know if you are alright? If you are in need of healing?"
Following the darkened shape of her throughout the halls, Remi translates when he needs to, offers Isla his hands to use as her own, and generally just provides the body that she no longer has. Just as they are nearly finished, Isla perks her ears, turning her head over her shoulder and peering into the darkness. Someone has come, she says silently, turning easily on her haunches and moving back towards the door.
Arriving before Remi, the unicorn flares her nostrils slightly, the presence of a predator like Amalia setting off some instinctive reaction in her brain. Still, the woman has enough of herself left that she doesn't flee, but instead lowers her head slightly, ears inquisitive and forward as she regards the fawnling and the leopard.
Behind her a few paces, Remi appears in the scattering of candlelight, eyes falling softly on Kiada. He recognizes her from her aid with his venture to the top of the Spire, and also downstairs in the Rathskeller, though they hadn't spoken. Flicking her ears, Isla seems to say something to the alchemist, who nods. "This is Isla. She...was our medic. She is still, I suppose." He adds with a boyish sort of laugh, ruffling a hand through his curls. "She wants to know if you are alright? If you are in need of healing?"
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.
