Please Welcome to the Stage...

Stiffening slightly as the artist placed his hands on Remi's shoulders, depositing him into a nearby chair, the alchemist raised a concerned and confused brow. Glancing nervously towards the assorted bits of face-paint and other makeup that he'd helped to make, he swallowed and gave Bastien a shaky look. "When you said you needed my help...I did not think that this was what you meant." He began, pale eyes growing slightly wide as the artist held up a brush with all together more sparkle than Remi thought was possible. "Ahh but if I am more entrancing than the highest star, then I might outshine you. We could not have that, of course?" R E M I I followed your ashes into outer space