[ME] rollin' bones

Watch for me, Ludo had said. And so the alchemist had. Tawny wings carried him easily across the sea towards the shining cathedral of coral and colour, but rather than be transfixed by the beauty of it, the hawk's eyes were focused solely on the rags that floated nearby. On the gaunt and dark-eyed child he knew lingered somewhere therein. Perching upon one of the spires, Remi simply watched making no attempt to great anyone else who might arrive (those who recognized him in this shape, anyways). Keeping his mind free of expectations or assumptions, the pale hawk simply did as he'd been vaguely instructed all those weeks prior. REMI I wish I could discover something that doesn't expire