walked out this morning and i wrote down this song.
i just can't remember who to send it to
i just can't remember who to send it to
'Well isn't that a thoughtful way of phrasing it." Remi chuckled. Returning the gesture, his fingers wandering unapologetically across Ronin's scarred and muscled side, the alchemist boyishly kicked sand before them as they walked. Never once did it cross his mind to ask of how everyone else might be doing back at the grounds, how they'd faired, what they thought. That was a lifetime ago now.
"Very well. No doubt one of us will be stabbed or otherwise assaulted soon enough. Especially if we keep being so groundlessly accused of stealing things." This was said entirely innocently. "On that note, I was thinking perhaps I could keep our wagon stocked with...not bribes exactly.." Except that's exactly what it was. "...just..a few magical items that might come in handy if we ever need to..." Buy someone off? Bribe an official? Barter for their lives? "..you know." Remi shrugged.
Clearly his new attitude hadn't come with a new vocabulary.
"Very well. No doubt one of us will be stabbed or otherwise assaulted soon enough. Especially if we keep being so groundlessly accused of stealing things." This was said entirely innocently. "On that note, I was thinking perhaps I could keep our wagon stocked with...not bribes exactly.." Except that's exactly what it was. "...just..a few magical items that might come in handy if we ever need to..." Buy someone off? Bribe an official? Barter for their lives? "..you know." Remi shrugged.
Clearly his new attitude hadn't come with a new vocabulary.
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.
