{Seasonal Event} I Move the Stars for No One

But Remi's magic was quick and efficient and the creature was gone before the elongated vowel of his name had fallen to the snow. Not for the first time Jigano's voice took on a tone that very much suggested that regardless of what the bard had said in the past, there was in fact a hierarchy here. One that he considered himself above the alchemist on. "She will forgive the lack of knowledge in this case." Remi said woundedly, quite sure that his friend—ascended or not—would not hold this against him. "You would wish to study it if it wore the face of the man you loved?" Remi asked gently, the boyish hurt writ clearly on his features and in the deepening lines of his forehead and around his eyes. His ear twitched slightly as if he were some equine trying to catch the bard's words, and with an obedient sigh he nodded. "You are right." He said softly with a gentle sigh. Looking down at the earth, Remi steeled himself silently for a moment, feeling the cold prickling of tears at the back of his eyes. With a wave of his hand the grave was uncovered and the creature born into the light again. REMI How do you steal what you really want When what you really want is free?