REMI
the alchemist
Walk me home in the dead of night,
'Cause I can't be alone with all that's on my mind
'Cause I can't be alone with all that's on my mind
"That's probably wise." Remi chuckles of having tea rather than whiskey, before leaving Deimos to find himself a place to sit as he sorts out the kettle. "Oh, you know." The Bastion calls over his shoulder as he adds water to a pot and sets it upon their little stove. "Trying to balance the fact that we're likely going to be at war again soon with not trying to be so stressed out all the time." It's a line he's sure that Deimos can sympathize trying to walk; it's a wonder that they aren't all walking around with ulcers just waiting to burst.
Turning to lean against the counter, his arms comfortably folded across his chest, Remi sighs. "I don't think so. I thought about trying to drum up as many invisibility items as we could but...' Biting at the inside of his lip as he glances out one of their little plant-crowded windows, he give his head a shake. "Not only do I not want to risk any friendly fire, but I seriously doubt if they'd work anyway."
Turning to lean against the counter, his arms comfortably folded across his chest, Remi sighs. "I don't think so. I thought about trying to drum up as many invisibility items as we could but...' Biting at the inside of his lip as he glances out one of their little plant-crowded windows, he give his head a shake. "Not only do I not want to risk any friendly fire, but I seriously doubt if they'd work anyway."
So say you'll stay with me tonight.
'Cause there is so much wrong going on outside
'Cause there is so much wrong going on outside
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.
