all our lives i watched you search beneath the fallen skies
Remi snorted weakly. "Friendship or game, either way I have apparently got to keep you playing it, since you have so many others in the wings waiting on you." He said with a light shake of his head.
No, he didn't know. Gods help him if he ever found out what the Launceleyn was planning, though.
Watching as Loren glanced up at the kettle, Remi felt a warble of indecision. He...didn't want to move, but nothing tangible was keeping him where he was. Nothing he could name. And so with a shaky smile of something like apology, Remi stood, taking his feathery almost-cave with him. The air was suddenly much cooler, not warmed by breath and bodies and held in by feathers as it had been.
"Mugs?" He asked over his shoulder, moving the boiling kettle with his mind off of the flame. "Unless.." Sniffing the water, the alchemist sighed defeatedly and shook his head. "You like your tea slightly burned, right?"
No, he didn't know. Gods help him if he ever found out what the Launceleyn was planning, though.
Watching as Loren glanced up at the kettle, Remi felt a warble of indecision. He...didn't want to move, but nothing tangible was keeping him where he was. Nothing he could name. And so with a shaky smile of something like apology, Remi stood, taking his feathery almost-cave with him. The air was suddenly much cooler, not warmed by breath and bodies and held in by feathers as it had been.
"Mugs?" He asked over his shoulder, moving the boiling kettle with his mind off of the flame. "Unless.." Sniffing the water, the alchemist sighed defeatedly and shook his head. "You like your tea slightly burned, right?"
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.
