Proper Introductions
Remi Taliesin
the Bastion


Age: 31 | Height: 5'11 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline
Level: 15 - Strg: 70 - Dext: 65 - Endr: 101 - Luck: 100 - Int: 3
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MP: 2549
#9
remi
I had a dream about a burning house. You were stuck inside, I couldn't get you out
I lay beside you and pulled you close. And the two of us went up in smoke
Bobbing his head, Remi fluttered his wings emphatically in agreement before tilting his head to the side in a very obvious gesture to indicate that he was listening.

As she spoke, the part of Remi that was still decidedly a man grew more and more frustrated within the small avian body. He wanted nothing more than to offer soothing words of encouragement and to describe the situation from his point of view. It would do little to assuage her of the lingering feelings she was experiencing, but perhaps it would help to know that while in the moment he'd certainly enjoyed the sensations Frey had imposed upon him, that in hindsight the experience had left him cold and violated.

Though birds couldn't shiver, as Phoebe tugged at the string that Frey had revealed about his orientation, nonetheless Remi could feel a chill race through his body. Shifting awkwardly from one foot to another, Remi's wings drooped slightly as he waited for the condemnation which was sure to come. Surprisingly though, there was only sympathy from the young woman. Raising his amber eyes, the hawk tilted his head slightly as Phoebe wondered whether or not things must have been lonely for him. Swallowing hard–though for a bird it was almost impossible to tell–Remi's mind immediately turned to Loren. He hadn't seen the Duke in what must have been a week now, and given how the two of them had left things, Remi felt impossibly isolated.

Trilling in agreement, Remi bobbed his head. It hadn't been mortifying per say, but it certainly hadn't been welcome either. Wishing he could smile at the thought, Remi instead fanned his wings again so that one of his longer flight feathers brushed gently against Phoebe's arm. Gossiping about boys was not something the alchemist had ever really done–it had all been a secret after all–and while he was unsure how something like that would be taken in this place, he was sure he could find something else to speak about with the young woman.
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.


Messages In This Thread
Proper Introductions - by Remi - 11-13-2018, 01:17 AM
RE: Proper Introductions - by Phoebe - 11-13-2018, 01:48 PM
RE: Proper Introductions - by Remi - 11-13-2018, 03:35 PM
RE: Proper Introductions - by Phoebe - 11-14-2018, 04:45 PM
RE: Proper Introductions - by Remi - 11-14-2018, 04:54 PM
RE: Proper Introductions - by Phoebe - 11-14-2018, 05:16 PM
RE: Proper Introductions - by Remi - 11-14-2018, 05:30 PM
RE: Proper Introductions - by Phoebe - 11-14-2018, 05:47 PM
RE: Proper Introductions - by Remi - 11-14-2018, 05:57 PM
RE: Proper Introductions - by Phoebe - 11-14-2018, 09:23 PM
RE: Proper Introductions - by Remi - 11-14-2018, 09:42 PM
RE: Proper Introductions - by Phoebe - 11-15-2018, 05:02 PM
RE: Proper Introductions - by Remi - 11-15-2018, 06:16 PM

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