Feeling a bit foolish, Remi could only nod. Looking back he couldn't even remember what the trap had looked like. He wasn't looking for one, he'd already admitted that much, but it was strange that he hadn't even been aware of it at all. Perhaps some form of magic was involved? That was perhaps an even more unsettling thought than just using traditional means for some reason.
[say] "Well."[/say] Grinning up at her from an unruly mop of freshly-fussed curls, Remi winked. [say] "Perhaps if you had made more than you drank, you would know it requires constant monitoring and measuring."[/say] Actually Remi much preferred making pure liquor rather than beers or alcohols, but he could diversify. In fact he'd probably have too. [say] "Vodka, hmm?"[/say] He murmured thoughtfully, combing through his meagre knowledge of agriculture to try and think if there were any vegetables suitable for distilling which would grow faster. [say] "Another reason to seek out the locals, perhaps."[/say] For a long time trading in alcohol had been Remi's main means of survival.
The idea of staying in bed with Vai filled Remi with a happy warmth. The huntress was so blissfully easy to be around and speak with, and right now that breeziness was something the alchemist desperately needed. Though coming to a new world was understandably hard on them all, with Loren's busy schedule and Ianto, Martha, and Delphine all seemingly in the wind, Remi was craving the closeness of the few relationships that he did in fact have.
[say]" Only if you allow me to write it down. I've seen your writing..."[/say] Offering a sly smile, Remi crinkled his nose to indicate his disapproval .
[say] "Well."[/say] Grinning up at her from an unruly mop of freshly-fussed curls, Remi winked. [say] "Perhaps if you had made more than you drank, you would know it requires constant monitoring and measuring."[/say] Actually Remi much preferred making pure liquor rather than beers or alcohols, but he could diversify. In fact he'd probably have too. [say] "Vodka, hmm?"[/say] He murmured thoughtfully, combing through his meagre knowledge of agriculture to try and think if there were any vegetables suitable for distilling which would grow faster. [say] "Another reason to seek out the locals, perhaps."[/say] For a long time trading in alcohol had been Remi's main means of survival.
The idea of staying in bed with Vai filled Remi with a happy warmth. The huntress was so blissfully easy to be around and speak with, and right now that breeziness was something the alchemist desperately needed. Though coming to a new world was understandably hard on them all, with Loren's busy schedule and Ianto, Martha, and Delphine all seemingly in the wind, Remi was craving the closeness of the few relationships that he did in fact have.
[say]" Only if you allow me to write it down. I've seen your writing..."[/say] Offering a sly smile, Remi crinkled his nose to indicate his disapproval .
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.
