beside you, beside me

and my heart ran away with me

It's a strange thing, to be so perfectly made for killing. As Aidon calls and dives, there is a moment of perfect clarity and stillness that overtakes the alchemist as his body calculates the best way to meet the dragon's dive and to tear its heart from its lungs. Claws prick from the top of Remi's fingers as wings itch from his shoulder blades; his body wants this. It can taste the blood and feel the heat the dying dragon's body would puff out as its throat was ripped clean. None of this happens of course. Instead, it's with clear eyes and a boyish smile that Remi regards the creature, bracing himself should Aidon decide to try and use his chest as a landing pad.

Knowing the voice must be Maeve's for any number of reasons, Remi's smile grows as he glances over his shoulder. Her silhouette is made blurry by the sun and sweat dripping in his eyes, but he'd know her shape anywhere. "You and I in the blistering heat. Who would have thought." He chuckles. "At least there is water here." Remi adds. "I was just about to go for a swim. Care to join?"

remi

Styling stolen from Sky (obviously)