if you make it all wrong then i'll make it all right
Remi was on his way home from a shrine. To say that the Wagon was in any way on his way would have been a lie, and so the alchemist didn't even bother thinking it. He wanted to see Ianto, needed to see him. It would have been cliche and inappropriate to try and bump into him by happenstance. The fox meant much too much to the alchemist to reduce him to a chance-meeting. Bare arms though he had, his heart would always be on his sleeves, and though Safrin did not answer his calls that night, perhaps the merchant would.
In truth though, Remi deserved a response from neither. But he could hope.
Whistling, not the tune the fox often hummed but something else entirely, something Remi, the alchemist waded with increasingly awkward steps through the twisted trees. Areas he knew well were slowly coming into focus, but the forest, ever changing as it was, would probably always be a mystery.
"I do not know if you can hear me...if the wagon lets you know..or..if it is something else. I.." Remi took a breath and swallowed, the smile on his face faltering in the moonlight. "I think you would probably prefer I was not here, but this is important. I...I did something. Again, to do with Arduinna."
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.
