Sudden But Soothing

Looking to the distant seaboard you'll see the late semblance of homely misconception being washed out by a regretful tide. It's fun to see your life through multiple perspectives, isn't it?

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Those being admitted to the hospital arrive in the most striking circumstances.

It seems counterproductive to refuse care when one is clearly in need of assistance, I will say it time and again.

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illusion

((Remy does not like taking credit for certain things if he thinks it will cause him problems. For this reason he has managed to avoid telling anyone but Flyte about his ability to manipulate weather, instead just coasting along with the illusion that none of it is his doing, despite always being perfectly dressed for any occasion.))

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memories

((And another one of these so we'll take another twist.

Remy's rather obsessed with remembering things (that he deems valuable). The fact that he's writing a memoir illustrates that. He has thousands of journals and loose papers where he scribbled random thoughts and memories for later use. Those papers are some of the few possessions he's managed to hang on to.))

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accent

((And a second one, so here's a different twist on it;

He thinks accents on other people are pretty attractive as long as he can still make out what they're saying. Otherwise it's just like most other things, a slight difference in people that's not really worth picking apart if they can't change it. He'd never judge anyone for having an accent and frankly he can't even recognize where a person would come from if he heard one.))

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Accent, Judgement, Critic

((Accent- Remy spent his entire childhood and teen years in Alaska. He doesn't really sound like he's from anywhere in particular, but he does sharply over-enunciate some words as if compensating for some sort of lisp or slur.

Judgement- Remy doesn't tend to judge most people unless they stand out to him in some way or other. It usually tends to be negative. If he judges you he generally won't go out of his way to put you down at every turn, but he does turn to passive aggressive scolding in thinly veiled posts.

Critic- He's very critical of everything and how it relates to his own quality of life. Beyond that, not particularly. If he seems to make a habit of dissecting things that people say, it's mostly either out of facetious action or an error on his part in trying to be helpful. He's very self-centered and generally won't care about something unless it involves him, at which point he becomes absurdly passionate.))

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Memories, Apathy, Morality

((Memories- His memories are what tend to dictate a lot of his decisions, particularly about leaving. One of his earliest positive memories is of escape, as he left the place he used to live which treated him poorly because the considered him both dangerous and a liar. Even to this day he's vaguely concerned with the fact that he will be found and forced to go back. He disagrees with everything about his species' systems, so none of his childhood memories are particularly positive.

Apathy- Remy comes across as exceedingly apathetic and dry, at least in writing. His tendency to overcompensate formality online restricts how much emotion he's capable of displaying. In person he tends to be loud and his body language flip flops between sharp and aggressive or crooning. In essence he has a mask of apathy that he will drop around those he feels comfortable with.

Morality- Remy's morality is driven by self interest. He allows his own emotions to get the better of him and does not think more than fleetingly about the consequences of such actions. When he does 'good' things it is mostly in an effort to sync up with those he is friends with. Had he become friends with a villain he would just as easily have taken up their ideals. His only real concern is how people, at large, are treated and that that is entirely equal.))

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Lies, Love, Plans

((Lies- Remy doesn’t exactly have a habit of lying. In fact more often than not rather than lie outright he will say something entirely different and unrelated, and if pressed he will just continue to ignore it. It’s common for him to ignore or muscle past issues he has with things. Half of the reason for this is anything he would want to lie about in the first place is something he would not want to even admit to himself. Sometimes he will tell half truths, or conveniently omit part of a statement but rarely does he flat out lie.

Love- Remy loves many things, mostly material possessions or the prospect of wealth. It isn’t exactly easy for him to get attached to a person but when he does it quickly transitions from “I think I probably tolerate you” to “let me lay on top of you and steal your cupcake”. He has a strong attraction to people he likes, but he’s also quick to flee if he senses trouble, and his romantic attraction will not keep him rooted if he is.

Plans- Remy’s plans at the moment are to not die in the plague. It’s actually rather surprising he hasn’t just flown away outright, since that is his natural defense against things that frighten him. Luche falling into a coma seems to have given him a reason to stay and help, as well as Flyte’s support and suggestions making that a more stable option for him. He figures that if they all survive he’s going to try a lot harder to balance his time between his personal goals and spending time with the few friends that he has/helping them.))

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Remy allowed Flyte to answer, considering any contribution on his part to be unnecessarily redundant, though he shook his head just the same. In truth he was more than a little frustrated. He had taken the time to work out a variety of angles based on how he saw people flow, and he came to the conclusion that it was all too scattered to make out anything definitive. A search from the ground was more logical, but also left him at a great disadvantage. He eyed the buildings surrounding them. If the source of the plague was within, or perhaps below, any of them he was not sure how much use he would be. He visualized his enormous feathered form wedged in a small hallway. Still, the source of the plague seemed to be rats, which scurried around many small spaces in the first place. The humans were a greater concern, and watching them mass had made him more than a little fearful of being cornered.

When Flyte pointed someone out he gave a nod. In his human form his eyes were hardly remarkable and the curtain of hair in his eyes obscured things just slightly. There was nothing particularly threatening about a single person in the distance. "I suppose. It does seem logical."

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If I die during all this crazy plague shit, you get the couch cushions... and the house. I trust you with it... just promise me you won't sell it... even if you fly far far away.

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scree

No.

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You owe me dinner. But, apart from that, you are enjoyable to talk to. You are intelligent, if long winded, and you can keep up with the many debates on the dash. You also still need to pick up this library of terrible romance novels.

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Remy remained near his friend, her close proximity to the ground made him wary. From his vantage he could see vast swatches of the city at once, always managing to keep Flyte in view as his eyes darted from one suspicious site to the next. It was the way the people worked, the way they made the ground writhe in places, the way they pooled in and out at times. Those he saw did not seem crazy, to him. Desperate perhaps, but not beyond saving. Many looked frightened. He knew their propensity to mass together was a bid at unity, at keeping some form of goal in mind. But the mindless nature of it did not help him puzzle out a source any more clearly, and as the flew the street life dwindled down to almost nothing.

Flyte's rise and motion downward caused him to change course, wheeling in a large circle like a carrion bird as he eyed the redhead below. He watched them exchange greetings, at which point he descended, slowly, in a large spiral. His landing was planned and relatively soft despite his size, though the sweep of his wings as he folded them caused debris to kick up. He remained as he was for a moment, before his head flicked back and all that remained was a boy in a hoodie.

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Remy had spent the hour shortly before sunrise wheeling about the faintly glowing sky. At least in the air, high above where the wind kicked even on still days, he felt safe and secure. Above was the same sky, the same clouds, the same dimly twinkling stars slowly washed out by the sun's gradual appearance. Below was another story. As Remy swept across Renatus he turned his gaze downward. Large reflective eyes, as well trained as any other predatory bird, seeing clearly miles below the chaos that droned on even at a time when the world should have been slowly rousing.

From his vantage he saw a great contrast in the city. Areas swarming with people, rioters, he could only assume, and the grave-yard like areas they left behind. He watched them congregate like ants, pour in and out of dark places, leave suburbia behind or those passive enough; lock themselves in.

His passage north was fleeting. He saw new fires in the scorched lands and that was all he needed to see, taking a graceful arc back to the center of the district.

When he spotted Flyte he gave a screaming cry so typical of raptors, as a warning before speeding towards her.

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fightorflyte replied to your post: fightorflyte replied to your post: I think in...

fair enough! make sure you get a good sleep tonight, okay?

And the same to you.

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fightorflyte replied to your post: I think in light of recent events, Renatus is the...

you know I’ve got your back on this! just tell me when we’re meeting up and I’ll find you

Dawn. I believe an early start is appropriate if speed is of the essence.

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I think in light of recent events, Renatus is the most logical area for me to remain and search.

An aerial search is ideal, but night is not suited to such ventures.

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I have spent much of my recent time airborne or perched upon rooftops.

From my vantage point I feel both secure and involved.

The almost empty streets at mid day are quite eerie.