walked out this morning and i wrote down this song.
i just can't remember who to send it to
i just can't remember who to send it to
With 4x the strength of the bumbling dragoon and an immovable personality besides, as the stack of Koa's books knocks into Remi's wandering arm, the demigod hardly registers it. The sudden loud exclamation in a space normally demanding quiet draws the pedator's Lullaby's attention though, and he finds himself glancing down where Koa is scraping his books back into a pile.
"Er-" Looking accusingly at his right hand and wondering if it had been the culprit of the spilled books, Remi grimaces at his waggling fingers as he drops to a knee to help organize the books. "No, no. Not hurt at all." He says with a crooked smile.
"Some light reading, mm?" Remi wonders, raising his eyebrows at the stack of books all seemingly focused on a single topic. Koa looked a bit old to still be in school, but then, with gods aging children up left, right, and centre, there was really no telling that sort of thing anymore.
"Er-" Looking accusingly at his right hand and wondering if it had been the culprit of the spilled books, Remi grimaces at his waggling fingers as he drops to a knee to help organize the books. "No, no. Not hurt at all." He says with a crooked smile.
"Some light reading, mm?" Remi wonders, raising his eyebrows at the stack of books all seemingly focused on a single topic. Koa looked a bit old to still be in school, but then, with gods aging children up left, right, and centre, there was really no telling that sort of thing anymore.
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.
