REMI
all the things we said when we were younger
Remi shifted so that the summoner could lay down, holding his breath with anxious worry as soft blue light poured from Loren's fingers. Releasing the air in his lungs in a shaky wooosh as the claw marks went away, the alchemist laughed a discordant and weary sound of relief. Reaching out, Remi placed a hand over the torn material to magically knit it back together. "I did not even realize..." Running a hand across his eyes and squeezing them tightly shut, the alchemist tried not to grind his teeth in response to the billowing cloud of unhappy embarrassment rising up from a cold pit in his stomach.
"...I did not even realize I was doing it." He concluded lamely, letting his hand fall back to the ground and looking down at the summoner with a sigh.
"...I did not even realize I was doing it." He concluded lamely, letting his hand fall back to the ground and looking down at the summoner with a sigh.
did it bend or did I break?
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.
