i have been quietly standing in the shade
"Oh can I? How thoughtful." Remi replied, mind pleasantly vacuous thanks to the liquor. He was quite unsure what was innuendo and what wasn't anymore, but he was pretty sure that almost all of it still was, and so he simply gave Ronin a wry glance as he echoed the guildmasters laughter.
Eyes unfocused, Remi too leaned forward, abruptly leaning back in his chair as he was flicked. "Aye!" He cried, covering his ear and finding it was quite hot (and, had he a mirror, he would have seen the heat was mirrored in his cheeks as well). "You are pushing your luck little man." Remi said through bouts of laughter, tears trickling from the corners of his eyes now.
With a groan, Remi shook his head in earnest (and perhaps a little too fast, as the room gave an unhelpful roll). "Noo, no, no." He said, leaning forward and raising a warning finger. "One, I am not particularly fond of damsels as you well know. And two—" The vowel sound was elongated, his accent making it sound more melodic than it deserved. "—no. No more heroing. No more saving. No more being the one who is s'posed to know what to do." Remi protested. "It was what Sam wanted and I ..." The sudden mention of the bookmaker made Remi clear his throat, the laughter dying from his lips as he shook his head again. "I am not that. " He concluded, before seemingly deciding to shake it off.
"So you will have to decide to be something else."
Eyes unfocused, Remi too leaned forward, abruptly leaning back in his chair as he was flicked. "Aye!" He cried, covering his ear and finding it was quite hot (and, had he a mirror, he would have seen the heat was mirrored in his cheeks as well). "You are pushing your luck little man." Remi said through bouts of laughter, tears trickling from the corners of his eyes now.
With a groan, Remi shook his head in earnest (and perhaps a little too fast, as the room gave an unhelpful roll). "Noo, no, no." He said, leaning forward and raising a warning finger. "One, I am not particularly fond of damsels as you well know. And two—" The vowel sound was elongated, his accent making it sound more melodic than it deserved. "—no. No more heroing. No more saving. No more being the one who is s'posed to know what to do." Remi protested. "It was what Sam wanted and I ..." The sudden mention of the bookmaker made Remi clear his throat, the laughter dying from his lips as he shook his head again. "I am not that. " He concluded, before seemingly deciding to shake it off.
"So you will have to decide to be something else."
watch the sky breaking on the promise that we made
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.
