every now and then the things i lean on lose their meaning
Remi nods, his breath slightly held. Though there was little chance of Isla not being interested, the alchemist can't deny that he'd wanted to impress her just a little. The way she repeats him satisfies him in ways that Remi can't properly express (and probably shouldn't try). "We would, yes, and no, for that very reason. The waters around Stormbreak are...not the most hospitable." You're going to be a kraken Remi, what does that matter. "And..." With a small smile as he holds up his hand for her, Remi shrugs. "..I thought it would be fun to do together."
Remi's fingers fuse together as he shifts more of his arm. Each sucker can be individually controlled, and given how similar this is the octopus shift he briefly had, he finds it all too easy to try and suction Isla's wandering fingers to his now tentacle-hand.
Remi's fingers fuse together as he shifts more of his arm. Each sucker can be individually controlled, and given how similar this is the octopus shift he briefly had, he finds it all too easy to try and suction Isla's wandering fingers to his now tentacle-hand.
& i find myself careening
into places that i should not let me go
into places that i should not let me go
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.
