[i]At the violent shaking of the fücking earth itself, Remy just literally pushed himself off the wall, letting himself drop those measly ten feet, not being quite in the mood for apocalypse level shenanigans. He hit the stone path with a heavy thud and a soft gasp, his knees bending on the impact. He then dusted his longcoat off - something he took from Marvelous Chester, someone Remy killed. The Chosen Undead walked back into the Dojo through the gate, his sky blue eyes having a troubled look in them as he stared at the floor. [/i] "Poor, poor lass.. I hope she finds peace.." [i]Rem Rem silently muttered to himself, his legs quickly carrying him deeper into Dojo territory. And at this point Wehb the fück didn't know what to write so have Kenny. Yes, Kenny. ヾ(⌐■_■)ノ♪[/i]