everything looks perfect from far away
But I would, the alchemist thought gently in response. He let himself sit for a moment, feeling the strange absence of the god. It prickled on his skin like the tangible weight of a shadow; cold and senseless. Taking a deep breath, Remi stood, eyes searching the darkened rows for Ronin and Sugar, impressed that the dragonling had remained silent this entire time. He'd half expected her to try and snap at the god, or to steal his rags for her den.
"Well. That went...." Pausing, Remi stared blankly, trying to think of what the word was but came up with absolutely nothing. "...it went." He concluded lamely, shooting Ronin a relieved and shaky smile as colour flushed back into his cheeks. "Yes I am fine." The alchemist answered, before glancing over Ronin's shoulder towards the door. "Can we leave here though? I feel like I need sunshine all of a sudden."
"Well. That went...." Pausing, Remi stared blankly, trying to think of what the word was but came up with absolutely nothing. "...it went." He concluded lamely, shooting Ronin a relieved and shaky smile as colour flushed back into his cheeks. "Yes I am fine." The alchemist answered, before glancing over Ronin's shoulder towards the door. "Can we leave here though? I feel like I need sunshine all of a sudden."
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.
