REMI
the alchemist
I've said that hope I'll never find
To my myself I must confide
To my myself I must confide
A single tear does manage to slip down his cheek, making it only about halfway before the ash on his skin as well as his scruff halts its descent. Opening his eyes slowly as she moves herself even closer, his lips part to say something. But okay, good, or glad that is settled feel crass even on the tip of his tongue, and so he merely nods.
'Well...you might as well take something from me now. Gods know what else the night might have in store.' Already easily positioned for it, one of Remi's arms moves to tug her into his lap, that she might sit astride him. Though right now the only thing Remi wants of Isla is to keep her close, he knows that when her teeth sink into him that will change. Even so, potent as her toxins will be, the dirt still on his hands from the bodies they buried only an hour or so ago should serve as enough of a reminder why venturing out is ill-advised.
'Well...you might as well take something from me now. Gods know what else the night might have in store.' Already easily positioned for it, one of Remi's arms moves to tug her into his lap, that she might sit astride him. Though right now the only thing Remi wants of Isla is to keep her close, he knows that when her teeth sink into him that will change. Even so, potent as her toxins will be, the dirt still on his hands from the bodies they buried only an hour or so ago should serve as enough of a reminder why venturing out is ill-advised.
That there's no choice outside your mind
when your heart is overthrown
when your heart is overthrown
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.
