everything i knew is turning into ruins in your shadow
Glancing over his shoulder, Remi's expression of what did I do now? is almost instantly melted away as he catches sight of Ronin's blue eyes sparkling like cold fire from the light of the Eye. Gods I love you He thinks towards the Huntsman, smiling boyishly as Ronin pulls away and moves towards the fire.
His amusement—such a far cry from his broody Will I or won't I? views on death from moments ago—lights up his face as he shakes his head in Chaele's direction. "No, but there is a first time for everything." He muses, retreating back a pace or two. It's unnecessary of course; with his and Ronin's laughable strength Remi could likely jump over the fire from a standstill at its base. Trotting forward with Ronin's coat flapping away from his sides like wings, as Remi leaps easily into the air and towards the fire, he begins to shift in ways that Ronin will likely find predictable, but that others might find grotesque.
The Huntsman's jacket fades and becomes thread-barren as Remi momentarily warps and swaps as if he was nothing more than fear and mist held loosely together. As he enters the fire, feathers and wings of near-white seem to push through the flames and rows and rows of shark teeth glint in the light, before his plumage becomes nothing more than a tangle of tentacles. There is even a momentary flicker of dragonic scales, not that that shift properly belonged to him, as deadly poison sings from a bifurcated tail. All of this in just a mere instant, and when the alchemist lands on the opposite side of the fire, it's with an innocent expression of triumph.
His amusement—such a far cry from his broody Will I or won't I? views on death from moments ago—lights up his face as he shakes his head in Chaele's direction. "No, but there is a first time for everything." He muses, retreating back a pace or two. It's unnecessary of course; with his and Ronin's laughable strength Remi could likely jump over the fire from a standstill at its base. Trotting forward with Ronin's coat flapping away from his sides like wings, as Remi leaps easily into the air and towards the fire, he begins to shift in ways that Ronin will likely find predictable, but that others might find grotesque.
The Huntsman's jacket fades and becomes thread-barren as Remi momentarily warps and swaps as if he was nothing more than fear and mist held loosely together. As he enters the fire, feathers and wings of near-white seem to push through the flames and rows and rows of shark teeth glint in the light, before his plumage becomes nothing more than a tangle of tentacles. There is even a momentary flicker of dragonic scales, not that that shift properly belonged to him, as deadly poison sings from a bifurcated tail. All of this in just a mere instant, and when the alchemist lands on the opposite side of the fire, it's with an innocent expression of triumph.
THE ALCHEMIST
i thought that i'd be ready
but falling isn't steady once you let go
but falling isn't steady once you let go
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.
