One of the most inconvenient things about living here that Remi had found so far, was never knowing where to find anyone. What everyone did as an occupation, and thus some means of inferring where you might find them during the day, shockingly did not come up much as it probably should. That explained why Remi had, on a sort-of informed hunch, gone to the atheneum. Though the alchemist and Jigano weren't on the friendliest of terms, he still thought that his presence in the atheneum wouldn't be a problem. Now if he started rifling through things or found himself trapped in a book, it might be a different story. Яemi I'm holding on to all the pieces of my heart's debris, until it's time I'll pull it together and fix myself eventually & know it's mine |
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.