Who: Remy and Raven When: Wednesday, 4 Where: Madame Darkholme's office What: Detention. Really. That's all. Rating: Still flirting with that line between PG-13 and R. For the moment.
Remy was still feeling a bit drained. The color hadn't quite returned to his cheeks yet, and he'd been feeling sluggish. In fact, he hadn't gone to any classes or anything. And he wasn't quite prompt to Madame Darkholme's detention appointment. He tried his best to saunter in, but he stumbled a little at the door, fifteen minutes after the appointed time. He would have gone later, but he was sick of resting, despite how much he needed it. And he knew things were probably bad. Skipping detention would just make things worse.
He knocked before his half-stumble, half-saunter into Raven's office. His head was still a little tender from being knocked around. He assumed someone with less than average strength had been trying to help him. Or Jono had kicked him. Or something.
"Afternoon, Bleu," he said, smirking very faintly.