The alchemist regarded the god with a darkly amused expression, before turning his sea-speckled gaze back towards the board. Rather than throwing away a piece, he waves his hand over them all, changing them into pieces equally white and black. The implication? That together he and Ludo would win and lose with the other? That there could now be no winner? Who knew.
[say]'I've plenty of both to go around."[/say] He said offhandedly, trying not to stiffen as Ludo laughed at his remark. [say]"I was good and kind because I thought it was the right way to live."[/say] If there was a touch of defensiveness in his voice, it died quickly. [say]" But in the end, what does it matter? Kindness didn't keep her alive."[/say]
Hearing Isla's voice made Remi's eyes snap open. Her words are the medic's unmistakable brand of kindness and practicality that he'd always come to expect of her. But rather than tears or smiles, the alchemist simply stares through the pebble-blue eyes to the mask he knows lingers somewhere within. [say]"And now she's gone."[/say] He replied flatly. And with her, all his reasons to care.
[say]'I've plenty of both to go around."[/say] He said offhandedly, trying not to stiffen as Ludo laughed at his remark. [say]"I was good and kind because I thought it was the right way to live."[/say] If there was a touch of defensiveness in his voice, it died quickly. [say]" But in the end, what does it matter? Kindness didn't keep her alive."[/say]
Hearing Isla's voice made Remi's eyes snap open. Her words are the medic's unmistakable brand of kindness and practicality that he'd always come to expect of her. But rather than tears or smiles, the alchemist simply stares through the pebble-blue eyes to the mask he knows lingers somewhere within. [say]"And now she's gone."[/say] He replied flatly. And with her, all his reasons to care.
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.
