REMI
"Sometimes that's easier than waiting to be asked." Remi notes, his voice tinged with personal experience. Yes, the claw marks on my throat were made by my own hand. Such was the brutish sort of snark the Alchemist had spit many a time in the Hanged Man when eyes lingered on the grotesque and ugly-healed flesh on Remi's throat.
"They were usually kind to me, as well." From the outside this sharing of information might have seen to imply a level of comfort between the two, but such was not necessarily the case. Offering information meant it was freely given. But questions asked? Uncomfortable ones? That's when the screws were truly turned.
"I've a very vivid imagination." Remi says without thinking, his face both draining of colour and then blooming with it, the green of his eyes and coral of his cheeks all the more vibrant for the lack of blood elsewhere. It isn't a lie, and so he doesn't apologize, but he does furrow his brows in a silent and internal reprimand as he finishes the last wrap. "It will, yes. But it isn't tea, so the temperature doesn't matter. This first." This, being finishing the bandaging.
"Do you know the drill with this sort of injury?" Remi asks, smoothing the last bit of cloth down and fixing it with utmost care and dexterity.
"They were usually kind to me, as well." From the outside this sharing of information might have seen to imply a level of comfort between the two, but such was not necessarily the case. Offering information meant it was freely given. But questions asked? Uncomfortable ones? That's when the screws were truly turned.
"I've a very vivid imagination." Remi says without thinking, his face both draining of colour and then blooming with it, the green of his eyes and coral of his cheeks all the more vibrant for the lack of blood elsewhere. It isn't a lie, and so he doesn't apologize, but he does furrow his brows in a silent and internal reprimand as he finishes the last wrap. "It will, yes. But it isn't tea, so the temperature doesn't matter. This first." This, being finishing the bandaging.
"Do you know the drill with this sort of injury?" Remi asks, smoothing the last bit of cloth down and fixing it with utmost care and dexterity.
honest feelings and bad timing
make the most painful combination.
make the most painful combination.
Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection
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.
