Staring so intently into the corner of the bar until the shadows warp and filter into familiar shapes, Remi tries not to let his mind affix on any one particular emotion. It would be too easy to give in to hate or fury, or worst of all, dispair. Letting his shoulders sag from where they'd become bunched by his ears, the alchemist nods distractedly over his shoulder even though Ronin's hadn't been a yes or no question.
No one mumbles about payment for damages. No one shouts that the pair should take their shit elsewhere! Once they might have, and though Torchline's citizens weren't any more clever than they'd once been, that Remi and Ronin were too dangerous to be harassed was evident enough even for them.
[say]"I dunno."[/say] Remi admits softly, before strolling through the patio opening and walking until his feet met dark and wet sand. [say]"I hate having to keep things from you."[/say] He adds once Ronin was once more at his side.
No one mumbles about payment for damages. No one shouts that the pair should take their shit elsewhere! Once they might have, and though Torchline's citizens weren't any more clever than they'd once been, that Remi and Ronin were too dangerous to be harassed was evident enough even for them.
[say]"I dunno."[/say] Remi admits softly, before strolling through the patio opening and walking until his feet met dark and wet sand. [say]"I hate having to keep things from you."[/say] He adds once Ronin was once more at his side.
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.
