& then there is me
"No." The alchemist replied in a voice far more stern than Phoebe had likely ever heard. He had had more than enough of the blight, more than enough of what it was doing to those he loved and cared for. The monster could whine for food all it wanted.
Shrugging at the apology—words from a man he didn't know about a situation he had no control over hardly helped—the alchemist watched Jata's brief display of affection (or guilt?) with Phoebe before leaving. With a sigh the alchemist watched the door close, using his magic to lock it before turning his attention back to the blighted woman before him. Pulling up a chair to sit in front of her, Remi sucked on his lower lip for a moment as he regarded her.
"So that is mr. mouth--to-mouth, huh."
Shrugging at the apology—words from a man he didn't know about a situation he had no control over hardly helped—the alchemist watched Jata's brief display of affection (or guilt?) with Phoebe before leaving. With a sigh the alchemist watched the door close, using his magic to lock it before turning his attention back to the blighted woman before him. Pulling up a chair to sit in front of her, Remi sucked on his lower lip for a moment as he regarded her.
"So that is mr. mouth--to-mouth, huh."
always waiting for you
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.
