all our lives i watched you search beneath the fallen skies
As silently and un-intimidatingly as he could manage, Remi moved around the table so that he was on the side perpendicular to Loren. There was still the corner and a foot or two of space between the two men, and it took all the alchemist had not to engulf the distance completely. The desire to wrap Loren in wings and arms was strong enough that feathers had sprouted across the alchemist's back as fledgling manitcore wings shifted the topography of his skin and pressed against his shirt.
"The blight did not help his reaction, I know that much. But nor did your explanation." Remi added, fingers that were nearly more feather than flesh moving in small circles on the tabletop as Loren slumped forward.
"Yes, I think you did." Remi agreed with a crooked smile, his tone still soft as he gazed down calmly at Loren. "But that does not mean all is lost. "
"The blight did not help his reaction, I know that much. But nor did your explanation." Remi added, fingers that were nearly more feather than flesh moving in small circles on the tabletop as Loren slumped forward.
"Yes, I think you did." Remi agreed with a crooked smile, his tone still soft as he gazed down calmly at Loren. "But that does not mean all is lost. "
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.
