there's a white flag waving
"It is just a little farther..you remember the way." Remi said, trying to keep his voice light despite the oppressive weariness he felt in his bones. The closer they came, the more Remi's mind called out for Isla. The smart thing to do would be to take Ashe to the infirmary. But...the alchemist wasn't entirely sure who ran it now. Phoebe, maybe? But Phoebe wasn't family. Not this family anyways. Once the dark unicorn's mind filtered into his own, Remi latched onto it immediately. Get Vai. Carry her back. Have her bring Felix if she can. How Isla would manage to communicate that information to the witch was beyond what Remi could reasonably think about at this moment. All he wanted was to get Ashe home.
To get her to Ronin.
Finally clambering against the big guild hall doors, the alchemist threw them open and wearily tugged he and Ashe inside. How many times had he thrust open the door only to scream Ronin's name at the top of his lungs? Too many times to count, so what was once more?
"RONIN—" He called, the near-ecstatic and slightly frenzied tone of his voice hopefully suggesting to his soon-to-be-husband that he should wear pants and also come as quickly as possibly (two things Remi normally encouraged the exact opposite of).
To get her to Ronin.
Finally clambering against the big guild hall doors, the alchemist threw them open and wearily tugged he and Ashe inside. How many times had he thrust open the door only to scream Ronin's name at the top of his lungs? Too many times to count, so what was once more?
"RONIN—" He called, the near-ecstatic and slightly frenzied tone of his voice hopefully suggesting to his soon-to-be-husband that he should wear pants and also come as quickly as possibly (two things Remi normally encouraged the exact opposite of).
where my heart is on the ground
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.
