REMI
the alchemist
I've said that hope I'll never find
To my myself I must confide
To my myself I must confide
"When I came here. When she died everything changed." The Alchemist snarls in response. "You know that." Clinging to ghosts of who he once was, bright-eyed and unbroken, navigated the Hollowed Ground for the first time. That man had made friends, sure. But he wasn't that man anymore, as he'd painstakingly reminded everyone over and over again.
"Then stop acting like you haven't made any." Remi growled, his teeth threatening to become pointed and shark-like in his mouth. Mistakes were fine. But wrapping everything up under the banner of it being the right thing to do was declaring that it wasn't a mistake. To his ears, anyways.
They've both gone too far now. He can see it in the way Amalia has receded into herself, and feel it in the teeth made jagged in his mouth. Swallowing, Remi finally does stand, but it isn't a petulant gesture. It's a sign of the stalemate they've reached. Their impasse.
"Enjoy your honeymoon." He does mean the words, but with circumstances as they are, they probably just make him sound like he's trying to get in one final jab before leaving.
Wanting nothing more than to bury his head in his pillow, preferably with Ronin next to him, Remi makes his way back toward the cottage.
~FIN
"Then stop acting like you haven't made any." Remi growled, his teeth threatening to become pointed and shark-like in his mouth. Mistakes were fine. But wrapping everything up under the banner of it being the right thing to do was declaring that it wasn't a mistake. To his ears, anyways.
They've both gone too far now. He can see it in the way Amalia has receded into herself, and feel it in the teeth made jagged in his mouth. Swallowing, Remi finally does stand, but it isn't a petulant gesture. It's a sign of the stalemate they've reached. Their impasse.
"Enjoy your honeymoon." He does mean the words, but with circumstances as they are, they probably just make him sound like he's trying to get in one final jab before leaving.
Wanting nothing more than to bury his head in his pillow, preferably with Ronin next to him, Remi makes his way back toward the cottage.
~FIN
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.
