REMI
the lullaby
walk me home in the dead of night
Flowerbirth was coming to a cheerful end, and though tonight would likely be one of the last properly cool nights for a long time, the Lullaby wasn't in any state of mind to enjoy it. With the war on the horizon, his collection of relics growing, and his curious desire to both be nicer paired with a shorter and shorter fuse, Remi was wound as tightly as he ever had been.
The urge to scrub his hands across his face was nearly overwhelming, but, as when one says I just want to scream! doing so never really solved anything. So instead, Remi just looks sternly at the three vials of fluid placed neatly and carefully on one of the tables, before taking a seat himself where he could continue to brood over them while he waited for his co-Guardian to join him.
The urge to scrub his hands across his face was nearly overwhelming, but, as when one says I just want to scream! doing so never really solved anything. So instead, Remi just looks sternly at the three vials of fluid placed neatly and carefully on one of the tables, before taking a seat himself where he could continue to brood over them while he waited for his co-Guardian to join him.
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.
