i've hidden all my fears in a book for only my eyes to see
'Oh, well if the real muscle has arrived, perhaps I'll just make myself useful in other ways and pour everyone a drink. Or I could follow you around with a fan?" Remi nudged his husband affectionately, his grin entirely shit-eating and pleased. "He does need that, you know." The Alchemist added with a smirk. "Being pointed in the right direction, I mean."
Hearing that one of the jobs required demolition, Remi glanced towards Ronin. "Well, I ought to keep an eye on our muscle here. Make sure he doesn't cramp." Glancing between the woman and the man to see who would join them, the Alchemist gave the Star a playful shove to get him going.
What came next? Well. Indeed there was a good amount of muscle between the two. Remi pulled at boards, used a hammer to knock awaywhatever the medieval equivalent of drywall might be, and tugged up carpet. Without telekinesis he had to manually move the debris by hand, but given the scope of the renovations, Remi simply threw it all from the second window onto the ground where they could clean it up later.
Remi does demolition!
Hearing that one of the jobs required demolition, Remi glanced towards Ronin. "Well, I ought to keep an eye on our muscle here. Make sure he doesn't cramp." Glancing between the woman and the man to see who would join them, the Alchemist gave the Star a playful shove to get him going.
What came next? Well. Indeed there was a good amount of muscle between the two. Remi pulled at boards, used a hammer to knock away
Remi does demolition!
THE
ALCHEMIST
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.
