REMI
the alchemist
I've said that hope I'll never find
To my myself I must confide
To my myself I must confide
That, he does smirk at, even if it goes against the stormy facade he seems to be intentionally cultivating. "That's certainly true. Ronin and I haven't had one still. I doubt we will at this point." Remi doesn't sound like he minds it, or if he does, he's just accepted it as the outcome of choices made long in the past.
"I don't mind it either." He agrees, sea-shattered eyes searching for the invisible horizon somewhere out in the grey. "We've still a few more weeks to shore things up, but...well." Shrugging and wrapping an arm around the other, the Alchemist exhales. "Torchline has survived these storms every year. I'm sure she will again." Even if we won't
"Did you hear about the ascended-parts, sent to all of us?"
"I don't mind it either." He agrees, sea-shattered eyes searching for the invisible horizon somewhere out in the grey. "We've still a few more weeks to shore things up, but...well." Shrugging and wrapping an arm around the other, the Alchemist exhales. "Torchline has survived these storms every year. I'm sure she will again." Even if we won't
"Did you hear about the ascended-parts, sent to all of us?"
That there's no choice outside your mind
when your heart is overthrown
when your heart is overthrown
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.
