the tightrope that i'm walking just sways and ties,
the devil as he's talking with those angel's eyes
the devil as he's talking with those angel's eyes
Oh. Glancing down at the three cats twining and curling around his legs, the alchemist kneels down to better inspect them. There's an odd...tugging somewhere in the back of his throat, and all at once Remi feels as though the balls of his feet are on fire. Glancing up at Delphia, he shakes his head slightly. This is such a strange feeling. He says, assuming the urge has come from the Cat Siths roaming around him. Is this always what it's like?
Rolling his shoulders and doing his best to ignore the way his body seems to want to run anywhere the cats would lead him, the alchemist glances toward Ronin and Juniper. They look hazy to him now as if their details were obscured by the spirit realm. Faintly his own body seemed to glow, becoming him back and away from the cats, but for now he ignored it.
Remi feels the pull of the Cat Siths wanting him to go with them!
Rolling his shoulders and doing his best to ignore the way his body seems to want to run anywhere the cats would lead him, the alchemist glances toward Ronin and Juniper. They look hazy to him now as if their details were obscured by the spirit realm. Faintly his own body seemed to glow, becoming him back and away from the cats, but for now he ignored it.
Remi feels the pull of the Cat Siths wanting him to go with them!
THE ALCHEMIST
but i just want to be there when the lightning strikes
& the saints go marching in
& the saints go marching in
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.
