maybe i'm a runaway train, maybe i'm a feather in a hurricane
"Oh, no that's alright. Ronin and I are...well, it's..." Pausing, Remi tugs in a breath to steady his thoughts. He and Oliver aren't as close as they might once have been thanks to all which had occurred between then and now, but with the alchemist's new empathy magic, his selfishness and easy-rage were significantly reduced. Still, this was a rather...intimate subject, in his mind anyway. "It's fine. It's just a logistical thing." He added with an easy shake of his head.
'Oh? The Grounds not to your liking anymore?" Remi asks, his boyish smile dimpling his cheeks somewhat as he combs his fingers through his curls. "I can tell you without a doubt I prefer Torchline to the Grounds. Better weather, better views, no monsters, no staying in for a week at the end of Deepfrost.." As for a Blacksmith's shop? That sounded like a good enough idea. "I'm sure many of the men at the docks would appreciate having more metal-work available to them." Anchors and cables and whatnot.
"Is this the only place you're thinking of living? Not the Greatwood, or Halo? Or the Climb, I suppose."
'Oh? The Grounds not to your liking anymore?" Remi asks, his boyish smile dimpling his cheeks somewhat as he combs his fingers through his curls. "I can tell you without a doubt I prefer Torchline to the Grounds. Better weather, better views, no monsters, no staying in for a week at the end of Deepfrost.." As for a Blacksmith's shop? That sounded like a good enough idea. "I'm sure many of the men at the docks would appreciate having more metal-work available to them." Anchors and cables and whatnot.
"Is this the only place you're thinking of living? Not the Greatwood, or Halo? Or the Climb, I suppose."
THE LULLABY
maybe it's a long gray game, but maybe that's a good thing
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.
