i'm holding on to you, holding on to me
Remi knew nothing of voting, of politics, nor of the tentative principles of democracy being evoked here. What he did know though, was that he did not like secrets.
Watching as the others reached for the parchment, making their mark and placing it into the bowl as per Amalia's instructions, the alchemist simply stood behind Ronin frowning slightly. Biting the inside of his lip, torn between what he thought was right and what Amalia had told him to do, Remi reclined into the advice Ronin had given him only a few days prior. That he didn't always need to follow the instruction of others. That he could be his own council. Though the alchemist wasn't entirely sure what that entailed at all times, he felt this a safe enough space to give it a try.
"I..do not see why this vote should be secret." He said in a low and humble voice, too-pale stare flashing upon the profile of Ronin's face for a moment before falling onto the group. "If someone wants Ronin over Wessex, or she over him, that does not seem like information that needs to be kept from the group." So saying, Remi nodded apologetically towards Amalia, pulsing a reinforcement of his expression towards her.
"I would like Ronin."
Then, because the man who'd placed the slip of paper into the bowl only moments before was not someone the alchemist recognized, he raised a brow towardsAmalia. Who..? He thought to her softly, head inclined to the left.
Watching as the others reached for the parchment, making their mark and placing it into the bowl as per Amalia's instructions, the alchemist simply stood behind Ronin frowning slightly. Biting the inside of his lip, torn between what he thought was right and what Amalia had told him to do, Remi reclined into the advice Ronin had given him only a few days prior. That he didn't always need to follow the instruction of others. That he could be his own council. Though the alchemist wasn't entirely sure what that entailed at all times, he felt this a safe enough space to give it a try.
"I..do not see why this vote should be secret." He said in a low and humble voice, too-pale stare flashing upon the profile of Ronin's face for a moment before falling onto the group. "If someone wants Ronin over Wessex, or she over him, that does not seem like information that needs to be kept from the group." So saying, Remi nodded apologetically towards Amalia, pulsing a reinforcement of his expression towards her.
"I would like Ronin."
Then, because the man who'd placed the slip of paper into the bowl only moments before was not someone the alchemist recognized, he raised a brow towards
maybe it's all we got but it's all i need
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.
