this is my broken heart and my bleeding start
this is the way i've come to know you
this is my winding road and my way back home
Remi was mostly silent on the trek over. So much seemed to be resting on this that the alchemist's mind was as weighed down as his shoulders seemed to be, slumped and tense as they were. He hadn't brought much with him, there was no need really. Power at his fingertips to create almost anything he wanted, except for the one thing that truly mattered: a cure for Ronin.
Isla took her place next to Zuriel, nostril's flaring silently at the mention of returning to the unicorns for healing. Her pebble-blue eyes were calm despite the turmoil. Once upon a time, she'd been a combat medic after all, and she was well-trained to find calm amidst the storm.
They could come back another time Deimos was saying. Only..only the amount of another times that Ronin had left were dwindling far faster than any of them knew.
Unlike Ashe who wore her confidence as brightly as her lightning, the alchemist remained silent, his shattered sea-glass stare focused but his expression withdrawn.
Isla took her place next to Zuriel, nostril's flaring silently at the mention of returning to the unicorns for healing. Her pebble-blue eyes were calm despite the turmoil. Once upon a time, she'd been a combat medic after all, and she was well-trained to find calm amidst the storm.
They could come back another time Deimos was saying. Only..only the amount of another times that Ronin had left were dwindling far faster than any of them knew.
Unlike Ashe who wore her confidence as brightly as her lightning, the alchemist remained silent, his shattered sea-glass stare focused but his expression withdrawn.
Remi Taliesin
THE ALCHEMIST
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.
