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Missing the roar of muscles being used (magical ministrations didn't have quite the same satisfying effect on the body), the alchemist merely stretched once the last bit of dirt had been removed from their current course. Yawning against his arm and relishing the feeling of his body releasing the built-up tension, Remi glanced obediently in Deimos' direction and nodded.
As the two men held up the boards, Remi placed a hand at certain junctures (look at the previous samples for an idea of what would bear the weight best), and like a magical nail-gun, inserted the pieces of metal without percussion into the boards.
Then it was simply a matter of lather, rinse, repeat.
Humming under his breath, every now and then the alchemist would sing a word or two, or even the odd phrase. Journeying for years on the back of a wagon had brought with it many rhythmic work-type songs to keep the mind occupied during monotonous tasks.
As the two men held up the boards, Remi placed a hand at certain junctures (look at the previous samples for an idea of what would bear the weight best), and like a magical nail-gun, inserted the pieces of metal without percussion into the boards.
Then it was simply a matter of lather, rinse, repeat.
Humming under his breath, every now and then the alchemist would sing a word or two, or even the odd phrase. Journeying for years on the back of a wagon had brought with it many rhythmic work-type songs to keep the mind occupied during monotonous tasks.
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.
