bring back the water
"Ahh." The alchemist mused with a softly sad smile. "She was..." Memories drifted hind blind-white-green eyes as he remembered Isla as she was. Vibrant. Clever. No-nonsense. Even the strange evening the pair had spent together after she'd been turned into an ascended was merely looked up affectionately. The lens of time and bodily-transmutation had the ability to make everything endearing, it seemed. ".. one of my very best friends. She came from the same world I did. She was a combat medic, trained by the best. Somehow though, despite all the death around her, she was never darkened by it." He added with a melancholy hum.
The smile brightened again as Remi's fingers continued to work against the grain and expert creation of the blade in his hands. Well-calloused fingers tested the sharpness of the edge, and then the fingerprints left were wiped away by fingers suddenly melded into feathers.
Looking up into the shadowy void that was Deimos, Remi let the big man look into his eyes, if he would. "Isla healed the worst of the wounds." He said, honesty coming easy despite the still open internal wounds Remi felt. "It was over before I even knew what had happened. Arduinna's fingers turned into talons and then.." With a smile-frown that dimpled the alchemist's cheeks, he simply shrugged. "Just darkness." His one eye, the right, was nearly entirely milky. Like an opal was, sometimes the light would show the hints of green and pale yellow that once characterized Remi's soft gaze. The left eye retained more colour, but the damage to his eyes was clear.
"But I am not the first man to go through the world blind. Perhaps even if this when never arrives, you can still teach me." With a playful smile, Remi pulled his fingers away from the dagger entirely. Despite this though, it continued to float in the air before him, revolving under his deft magical touch.
The smile brightened again as Remi's fingers continued to work against the grain and expert creation of the blade in his hands. Well-calloused fingers tested the sharpness of the edge, and then the fingerprints left were wiped away by fingers suddenly melded into feathers.
Looking up into the shadowy void that was Deimos, Remi let the big man look into his eyes, if he would. "Isla healed the worst of the wounds." He said, honesty coming easy despite the still open internal wounds Remi felt. "It was over before I even knew what had happened. Arduinna's fingers turned into talons and then.." With a smile-frown that dimpled the alchemist's cheeks, he simply shrugged. "Just darkness." His one eye, the right, was nearly entirely milky. Like an opal was, sometimes the light would show the hints of green and pale yellow that once characterized Remi's soft gaze. The left eye retained more colour, but the damage to his eyes was clear.
"But I am not the first man to go through the world blind. Perhaps even if this when never arrives, you can still teach me." With a playful smile, Remi pulled his fingers away from the dagger entirely. Despite this though, it continued to float in the air before him, revolving under his deft magical touch.
let the ships roll in
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.
