walked out this morning and i wrote down this song.
i just can't remember who to send it to
i just can't remember who to send it to
"I showered..." The alchemist frowns, trying to remember. "..an amount of time ago." As for shaving? He shrugs. "Why? I wasn't aware my grooming routine was part of my mandate here." Remi replies stiffly. That Ludo would say it wasn't playing a game was all par for the course, until the Voice was mentioned.
With eyes tinging white at the outset now, the alchemist straightens fully, his wings very nearly unfurling from his back in a display of intimidation. He refrains, but only just. "The Voice at the Festival of Lights. She gave everyone a chance." Remi repeats flatly, hoping that Ludo—or whatever this was—would see the blatant absurdity in what was being said.
With eyes tinging white at the outset now, the alchemist straightens fully, his wings very nearly unfurling from his back in a display of intimidation. He refrains, but only just. "The Voice at the Festival of Lights. She gave everyone a chance." Remi repeats flatly, hoping that Ludo—or whatever this was—would see the blatant absurdity in what was being said.
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.
