remi
i’m only a man in a funny red sheet
i’m only a man looking for a dream
i’m only a man looking for a dream
Remi's laughter was bright and boyish, his smile growing crooked as he nodded. As comfortable as things were between he and Sam now, there were moments of memory that flared brightly behind Remi's eyes; moments that he'd experienced himself and hadn't had to be told about. There were few and far between—the kiss he'd stolen in the Loreseeker's guild once even after the pair had parted, for one—but even so it caught him off guard every now and then. "I certainly do." He agreed warmly.
"Ronin and I definitely intend to do just that. I...honestly, I do not know how much more of this I can take. I am not made for this life." The alchemist admitted with a weary smile.
Frowning at the fallen dagger, Remi took a defensive step forward, eyeing the wall curiously. Nothing had rattled or moved; how had the dagger fallen? "Then I am not so sure a weapon will help you." He said a touch nervously, still unhappily regarding the wall.
"Ronin and I definitely intend to do just that. I...honestly, I do not know how much more of this I can take. I am not made for this life." The alchemist admitted with a weary smile.
Frowning at the fallen dagger, Remi took a defensive step forward, eyeing the wall curiously. Nothing had rattled or moved; how had the dagger fallen? "Then I am not so sure a weapon will help you." He said a touch nervously, still unhappily regarding the wall.
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.
