all this time i was finding myself & i didn't know? i was lost
"You say that, but you have not written your book yet." Remi said with a boyish and confident grin. Ianto might not have thought he was a legend, but surely there were only a handful of men with as intriguing a past as the merchant had. "Well, apparently not given you live in a wagon out in the woods that moves around if it does not want to be seen. Not all that easy for heroes or just friends to pop by."
"Why you? Not that.." Feathers appeared in the alchemist's curls as he huffed quickly and tried to gather his thoughts. "Not that you could not win, only...the Greatwood Guardian seems like a lot of work, surely." Then again what did he know? He'd been knocked out in round 1.
"I came by." Remi said softly, turning his eyes down to his tea and letting the mug move slightly in his fingers to cause ripples to appear in the dark liquid. "A few times, actually."
"Why you? Not that.." Feathers appeared in the alchemist's curls as he huffed quickly and tried to gather his thoughts. "Not that you could not win, only...the Greatwood Guardian seems like a lot of work, surely." Then again what did he know? He'd been knocked out in round 1.
"I came by." Remi said softly, turning his eyes down to his tea and letting the mug move slightly in his fingers to cause ripples to appear in the dark liquid. "A few times, actually."
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.
