Remi Abruzzo
& all we are is skin and bone trained to get along
& all we are is skin and bone trained to get along
Chuckling, the alchemist just offers Raza a wry smile as he shakes his head. "Helpful as I like to be, you'd have much more luck with Ronin." Remi says with an easy shrug, not at all offended that he wouldn't be Raza's first (or even 98th choice). "World I came from, I...couldn't be with who I wanted. So I was with lots of people I didn't want." Women, if she caught his drift. He was skilled enough with his tongue and clever enough to probably do alright by Raza, but if she was looking, Ronin was absolutely the better candidate. "I might be biased, but he's pretty good." The alchemist adds, of his husband. "Especially in no-strings situations."
As he gets to work, Remi's conversational skills promptly decline. The most Raza will hear from him is muttering and perhaps a few melodic hmmmms as he considers the best way to go about things. Though his creation won't rival what Deimos has, the panther horn is now perfectly balanced with a thick thong of leather around the base he's meticulously formed to the shape of Raza's hand that she might wield it as if it were an extension of herself.
"Well, glad I could help you out with something." He chuckles once his mind is free to think again, handing over the blade.
~FIN
Remi has made:
Sea Panther Dagger | A pale, twisting horn, sharp as a razor. The hilt is thick leather, crafted to fit Raza's hand exactly.
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.
