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Stepping back as Amalia directed the players to the stage, the hawk watched with narrowed and calculating eyes as everything was lined up. Moving back and forth, inspecting things from all angles to ensure that nothing would give way during the performance, that there were no unsightly edges left unpainted, that no nails stuck up, eventually Remi crossed his arms with a satisfied smile on his face.
"Looks good to me." He said. And then with a bright laugh, Remi crinkled his nose somewhat. "Though perhaps someone else should check as well. My eyes are not what they used to be." The alchemist added with a chuckle, always one for self-deprecating humour, especially where his eyes were concerned.
"Looks good to me." He said. And then with a bright laugh, Remi crinkled his nose somewhat. "Though perhaps someone else should check as well. My eyes are not what they used to be." The alchemist added with a chuckle, always one for self-deprecating humour, especially where his eyes were concerned.
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.
