sometimes love is all that can save us, sometimes love can kill a man
"I do, but not an unlimited supply of it." Remi said humbly, eyes downcast. "The magic is already in it. The ability to create...nearly anything." There was of course no easy way to say the items Amalia possessed were largely because of him, and that Deimos was only capable of 1/4 what he was, and so the alchemy stayed awkwardly quite, not even sure himself what the root of Loren's disagreement was.
It was difficult indeed to endure Loren's silence much as it was to endure his looks. It felt as if Remi wasn't precisely being seen so much as scrutinized, and he was quite sure that the face he wore was not his best. Blotched with emotions, tear-stained and wary, Remi was anything but the picture of a man who could be trusted to venture out during LongNight.
"If we are being honest..." Remi said with a tight smile, eyes still hovering near the summoner's chin. "..I am far stronger than you, in nearly every way. The luxere only deter them, and one is hardly enough. Especially one so young. " This was said hardly more than a whisper, as if the words hurt to say. Indeed Remi hated saying them, but say them he did, factually rather than boastfully. "But it is more than that. This is not heroics, Loren." Remi's eyes rose, shattered now because of emotion and not magic. "I made a promise to Ludo. One that I cannot break. Others have as well. Last year we kept the doors closed because of fear. This year, we will open them, come what may."
Swallowing in an effort to dissolve the lump in his throat, Remi gave the summoner a wet-eyed smile, pain pulling down his brows as his lips tried desperately to smile. "Of course I cannot stop you. I..never could." Breath catching, Remi had to stop and start again. "If I die...I will know why. What I risked my life for." The words broke entirely now, but the alchemist did his best to carry on. "If you leave...please do not do it because of me."
It was difficult indeed to endure Loren's silence much as it was to endure his looks. It felt as if Remi wasn't precisely being seen so much as scrutinized, and he was quite sure that the face he wore was not his best. Blotched with emotions, tear-stained and wary, Remi was anything but the picture of a man who could be trusted to venture out during LongNight.
"If we are being honest..." Remi said with a tight smile, eyes still hovering near the summoner's chin. "..I am far stronger than you, in nearly every way. The luxere only deter them, and one is hardly enough. Especially one so young. " This was said hardly more than a whisper, as if the words hurt to say. Indeed Remi hated saying them, but say them he did, factually rather than boastfully. "But it is more than that. This is not heroics, Loren." Remi's eyes rose, shattered now because of emotion and not magic. "I made a promise to Ludo. One that I cannot break. Others have as well. Last year we kept the doors closed because of fear. This year, we will open them, come what may."
Swallowing in an effort to dissolve the lump in his throat, Remi gave the summoner a wet-eyed smile, pain pulling down his brows as his lips tried desperately to smile. "Of course I cannot stop you. I..never could." Breath catching, Remi had to stop and start again. "If I die...I will know why. What I risked my life for." The words broke entirely now, but the alchemist did his best to carry on. "If you leave...please do not do it because of me."
sometimes love is a soft touch, or a line drawn in the sand
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.
