ISLA
"Ah, sorry," Isla says instantly, prepared to drop the control she's wielding over his flames, but Remi doesn't seem to dislike it, for all that it feels strange. Her flaming lion is very much more like an amber blob hovering around the alchemist, but she's proud of it nonetheless, and as he tries to find the words to explain things better, the Remedy lets his fire go free.
"That is strange," she agrees, stepping up before him again and smiling as she gazes over his fiery features. "I'd be worried, but I imagine the only reason I can even get close to moulding you is because you let me," she adds, absently reaching out to try and grasp his wrist, to see if it's even possible more than anything.
"That is strange," she agrees, stepping up before him again and smiling as she gazes over his fiery features. "I'd be worried, but I imagine the only reason I can even get close to moulding you is because you let me," she adds, absently reaching out to try and grasp his wrist, to see if it's even possible more than anything.
she's a runner
rebel, and a stunner
rebel, and a stunner
