when the heart of this wide-eyed wanderer
Glancing up from where he'd been reading next to the fire, the alchemist frowned across the room. No one knocked anymore. Everyone barged in, demanding to see Ronin, demanding help for something or other, or just...well. It was a guild after all, the fact that Ronin and Remi (and temporarily Nate and Sam) lived there hardly seemed to mattered.
Rising and padding towards the door with a sweater wrapped around his shoulders, Remi pulled at the ornate handle. Smiling instantly at seeing Phoebe, the alchemist stepped aside to let her in. "Are you feeling better? Or have you simply broken out of jail?" He chuckled, waiting for her to step inside before pushing the door shut behind her to keep the chill from invading the room.
Rising and padding towards the door with a sweater wrapped around his shoulders, Remi pulled at the ornate handle. Smiling instantly at seeing Phoebe, the alchemist stepped aside to let her in. "Are you feeling better? Or have you simply broken out of jail?" He chuckled, waiting for her to step inside before pushing the door shut behind her to keep the chill from invading the room.
beats in time with yours
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.
