bring back the water, let your ships roll in
Remi's heart was racing now, the taste of Ronin on his lips as intoxicating as ever, but always more potent when the subject of his friend's death (past-tense, or future-tense) was mentioned. "I can't stop accidents, he says." Remi groaned, a laugh bubbling up in the back of his throat that he was helpless to deny.
"Say it again." The alchemist whispered, still half-leaned down over the chair. His gaze, milky as it was, seemed hazier now. His heart suggested restraint, his body roared against it.
"Say it again." The alchemist whispered, still half-leaned down over the chair. His gaze, milky as it was, seemed hazier now. His heart suggested restraint, his body roared against it.
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.
