they're looking your way

REMI

the alchemist

I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair

Remi looked a bit surprised at that. "Halo-Weaver?" Torchline was lovely and all...but the alchemist couldn't help be surprised just how often everyone seemed to be here rather than their own homes.

Nodding, Sunjata's explanation sitting fairly square with what Remi has come to believe about Neron, he grins at the Flood's surprise. "Yeah. In Northaven there was very much an us versus them mob mentality beginning...I think Neron thought locking me up might help." Remi shrugged. "It wouldn't have done, given how little I mattered in the big scheme of things, but.." It was Delphine who'd saved him...or..had it been Ashe? Or Ronin and Vai? Sweeping a hand across his eyes, Remi just shook the memory away.

Raising his glass, he nodded. "To letting the Arbiter handle things." Remi grinned. "Far be it from me to put words into your mouth, but if you do see Loren, tell him to fuck off back to Halo. It's in his very best interest not to let me see him around Torchline, lest I get the urge to test out if he's really better at healing than I am at killing."

Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!