the lullaby
"Mmm." Remi hums noncommittally at the mention of Neron's whereabouts (or lack thereof). Though Noah's next question was not a surprising one, Remi did wince to hear it. Closing his eyes against both the cold and the ramifications of what he was about to say, the Lullaby takes a deep breath of frosty air before answering. "I suppose that depends on your definition of often." He begins, raising one of his hands and running it up the side of his cheek with a sigh.
"Isla is my bestfriendw. We have...a very long and complicated history to put it mildly, and though with the politics as they are it makes things difficult between us, I do love her still." Opening his eyes Remi extends his fingers towards Noah. "I gave Isla a shift to keep her safe, and gave one to Cal as well that he might protect her." He explains, before gesturing with his hand that the Sentinel should take it. If he did, Noah would feel a complicated swirl of emotions surge from the alchemist's fingers; the unwavering but dangerous love he had for Isla, his jealous hate for Cal, his unfettered dislike for Neron and the other Launceleyns, and even his annoyance at Morgan for her demands of neutrality. But there was no murder held in the colourful slurry of colours that demarcated his feelings, nor any deception.
"As for Neron...I needed fluid from an ascended-hybrid and he is the only one. I did consider killing him to get it, but Ronin convinced me to try diplomacy, hence the trade of a shift."
"Isla is my bestfriendw. We have...a very long and complicated history to put it mildly, and though with the politics as they are it makes things difficult between us, I do love her still." Opening his eyes Remi extends his fingers towards Noah. "I gave Isla a shift to keep her safe, and gave one to Cal as well that he might protect her." He explains, before gesturing with his hand that the Sentinel should take it. If he did, Noah would feel a complicated swirl of emotions surge from the alchemist's fingers; the unwavering but dangerous love he had for Isla, his jealous hate for Cal, his unfettered dislike for Neron and the other Launceleyns, and even his annoyance at Morgan for her demands of neutrality. But there was no murder held in the colourful slurry of colours that demarcated his feelings, nor any deception.
"As for Neron...I needed fluid from an ascended-hybrid and he is the only one. I did consider killing him to get it, but Ronin convinced me to try diplomacy, hence the trade of a shift."
i collect scars because I want proof
I've paid for the sins I've committed
I've paid for the sins I've committed
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.
