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baby, it's cold outside - ##Andromeda - 06-07-2022
RE: baby, it's cold outside - Remi - 06-07-2022 [say]"Pretending to work, is my guess."[/say] Comes a musically accented voice from somewhere vaguely behind the young woman. That there wasn't the sound of crunching snow to herald Remi's arrival suggested he'd been shifted until recently, which indeed was the case. This wasn't an attempt to be sneaky though—if anything Remi tended to announce his presence quite clearly in most situations—but merely because flying was his most efficient mode of transportation. Ruffling a bit of snow out of his curls with one hand, the Lullaby steps out onto the path, using said hand to offer Andromeda a small wave before tucking it back into the pockets of his jacket. Inclining his head to the side in a gesture that was vaguely avian, Remi narrows his sea-glass eyes as he takes in the bark-eyed woman before him, trying to place her name. Though he did his best to know those who lived within the Greatwood, with the coming war, Ludo's requests of him, and having Nephele step down from her position as co-guardian, to say that he'd been busy would be an understatement. Smiling with a boyish sort of bafflement at being unable to tease a name from his memory, he opted for the straightforward approach. [say]"Have we met..?"[/say] RE: baby, it's cold outside - ##Andromeda - 06-08-2022
RE: baby, it's cold outside - Remi - 06-08-2022 Andy's reaction was met with patient silence on the Lullaby's part. Often his reputation preceded him, though whether he was regarded as a protector or a murderer was usually a matter of context. Still, he let the girl puzzle him out in her own time, offering a polite nod as she placed his identity. [say]"Ahh, well."[/say] Giving his head a bemused shake, Remi shrugs. [say]"Unfortunately for me, most of it is likely true."[/say] He admits with a chuckle. [say]"Remi Taliesin."[/say] The Lullaby offers, before smiling apologetically. [say]"I would offer to shake your hand, but..."[/say] Now the shape of his lips suggests something like regret. The ability to feel first-hand the emotions of others simply by touching them was as overwhelming as it was intimate; typically not the sort of thing welcome on a first meeting. [say]"And you?"[/say] Mentally chastising himself for not knowing her name, the alchemist fixes her face into his mind—eyes like fresh mulch and hair the colour of tree bark bathed in sunlight—so that he'd not forget. As for a run? Blinking in surprise—the only person he normally ran with was Ronin, and that often turned into a predatory game of chase—Remi considers, before shrugging agreeably enough. [say]"Sure, why not. A bit of exercise will likely do me some good."[/say] |