the lullaby
How do I learn my dreams to mold
To lay them bare in the morning cold?
To lay them bare in the morning cold?
It's no wonder, predator that Remi is, that he smiles despite (because of?) Maeve's sharp reaction to the sound of his voice. Grinning, he nods as he sinks easily down at her side, reclining comfortably back on his hands with his legs crossed loosely at the ankle. "I would say that you have confused me for Ronin..." The alchemist begins, turning his head over his shoulder and sniffing at the air. "But that does smell very good."
Sitting up that his hands might be free to accept his cider and cake, Remi hums his appreciation as he wastes little time in helping himself to a large bite. "I studied the stars quite extensively back...well, back before." The alchemist explains around bites of cake. "And when we first arrived and the barrier was up...there was little else to do." He adds with a boyish shrug. "It was one of the ways Ronin and I were able to judge just how far apart from the Grounds we were, when Safrin plopped us down in Torchline for the first time."
Sitting up that his hands might be free to accept his cider and cake, Remi hums his appreciation as he wastes little time in helping himself to a large bite. "I studied the stars quite extensively back...well, back before." The alchemist explains around bites of cake. "And when we first arrived and the barrier was up...there was little else to do." He adds with a boyish shrug. "It was one of the ways Ronin and I were able to judge just how far apart from the Grounds we were, when Safrin plopped us down in Torchline for the first time."
If they're still out there then the chasm grows
For all you know, for all you've known
For all you know, for all you've known
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.
