REMI
time makes you bolder
Knowing that he cannot hurt the queen, or at least, not in a way that will cause her pain or lasting damage, the alchemist can't help but feel a sliver of pride at having made contact, even if his accuracy was only 20%. For the bumbling alchemist, that's still pretty good. Perhaps it is because he has always been rather susceptible to magic that as her bio-pulse streaks invisibly outwards, Remi feels a wave of nausea come over him. Clenching his teeth together and resisting the urge to gag, he finds himself on one knee with his hand against his stomach trying to ignore the rising crests of cold disorientation wafting ever higher.
Glancing up with a curious expression, Remi narrows his eyes for a moment. "I cannot tell if that is an insult, a compliment, or something meant to distract me from what you are about to do next." He chimed with boyish honesty, slowly standing.
Glancing up with a curious expression, Remi narrows his eyes for a moment. "I cannot tell if that is an insult, a compliment, or something meant to distract me from what you are about to do next." He chimed with boyish honesty, slowly standing.
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.
