Boundaries

for 1000 nights i've been a restless soul

Raising a brow slightly, Remi tilted his head to the side. "Where I came from...disobedience was not really an option. The Storm Guard were everywhere. Any minor lawlessness was immediately dealt with. I..." Running a hand up the side of his arm, Remi winced slightly. "I suppose I never really developed a moral compass of my own. I followed the law even when it meant..." He swallowed, thinking of all the years—decades—he'd repressed who he was. "..I was unhappy."

With a boyish grin, Remi watched as the younger man defiantly stepped over the line. How easy it would be to follow...and yet the alchemist remained where he was, simply grinning. Hissing in a slight breath through his teeth, Remi shook his head disbelievingly. Ronin had been trying to convince him of the same, and yet, how could he believe it? He was no warrior. No fighter. He did not stand in defiance of a queen.

"She is quite powerful." Remi said in a low voice. "One of the strongest mages back...well, before."