all this time i was finding myself & i didn't know? i was lost
"I expect so, but I will leave that to the word smiths. I invent things, not words after all." The alchemist countered with a smirk of his own, not trusting his heart or his wit to appropriately answer the fox's question.
With a snort, Remi shook his head before leaning it back against the warmed stones. "Oh you are a writer too are you? Arborist, novelist, merchant.." The alchemist tsked softly under his breath with a raised brow and crooked smirk. "Well, I hope there are plenty of pictures." He said with a cheeky wink. "The pictures are my favourite."
Looking into his cup rather than the arresting blue eyes staring at him, Remi did his best not to sigh unhappily and immediately disagree. "Mmmm. Assuming no gods take my memories away, I will try." He said with a latent chuckle.
With a snort, Remi shook his head before leaning it back against the warmed stones. "Oh you are a writer too are you? Arborist, novelist, merchant.." The alchemist tsked softly under his breath with a raised brow and crooked smirk. "Well, I hope there are plenty of pictures." He said with a cheeky wink. "The pictures are my favourite."
Looking into his cup rather than the arresting blue eyes staring at him, Remi did his best not to sigh unhappily and immediately disagree. "Mmmm. Assuming no gods take my memories away, I will try." He said with a latent chuckle.
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.
