REMI
when people say that something is forever
"Just...you know, odds and ends..." The angel says with an almost bashful shrug, not wanting to brag. His shop housed a wide selection of artifacts that history had assumed were lost to the ages or destroyed. Of course Remi never advertised such items, but instead took quiet pleasure in watching unsuspecting shoppers pass by these historical relics, blissfully unaware of what they're truly looking at "I've become quite the collector in my old age." He adds with a hint of pride.
"Ahh." Having never really consorted with a demon for help before, it took the angel by surprise to know that his aura was really that overwhelming.
Sighing, the angel hands over the coat before a small scrap of paper caught his eye. Frowning, he picks it up, green eyes scanning the looping scrawl once and then twice. Eyelashes fluttering, Remi's cheeks grow pale as he pockets the note with shaking fingers before clutching his hands behind his back. "Well, it's as you say. Plenty of work to do in the morning."
"Ahh." Having never really consorted with a demon for help before, it took the angel by surprise to know that his aura was really that overwhelming.
Sighing, the angel hands over the coat before a small scrap of paper caught his eye. Frowning, he picks it up, green eyes scanning the looping scrawl once and then twice. Eyelashes fluttering, Remi's cheeks grow pale as he pockets the note with shaking fingers before clutching his hands behind his back. "Well, it's as you say. Plenty of work to do in the morning."
either way, it ends
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.
