REMI
the lullaby
walk me home in the dead of night
Had she taken a swipe at him, he wouldn't have minded. He'd have laughed; which he does anyway. "Only if you do." He replies, finding comfort in one she once again smells like earth and life rather than sand and confinement. "I have been told I am sweet, but not enough to melt in the rain." With his accent as thick as it once was in Northaven, he peels himself back slightly to beam down at her.
"The woods are so much better than Torchline." He offers with an offhanded shrug. Indeed somewhere in the trees is the sound of a toddler cackling followed by a plume of fire. Rolling his eyes, Remi returns his stare to the witch and offers her an apologetic shrug. "I'll let Ronin explain that one to you." He says of the fire.
"The woods are so much better than Torchline." He offers with an offhanded shrug. Indeed somewhere in the trees is the sound of a toddler cackling followed by a plume of fire. Rolling his eyes, Remi returns his stare to the witch and offers her an apologetic shrug. "I'll let Ronin explain that one to you." He says of the fire.
because i can't be alone with all that's on my mind
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.
