Dynamite with a laser beam

Edy fuck you <3 Edy tipped the bard a wink, his compliments always more than welcome. "Well, parts of you have certainly puffed up." She noted. His arms and the slight broadening of his shoulders. Not the bits she would have preferred, but oh well. There was plenty of time for that. "I've taken to calling myself the rrrrrrrrapacious. Really rrrrrrolls off the tongue." She trilled, rolling her R's perfectly and doing it with a smoldering pout all the while. The mention of Remi just made Edy scoff and crinkle her nose as if an annoying smell had wafted beneath it. "Don't know, don't care." She said simply. The Alchemist was interesting only insofar as he was useful. Past that, she didn't give two fucks what the doe-eyed moron did or called himself (or was-called, by Ronin). The sound of her name had the bobcat perking up, eyeing Jigano. Mostly she wondered where his feathery companion was, far preferring her to him.