sometimes love is all that can save us, sometimes love can kill a man
"I very much doubt it." Remi said, feeling himself shiver slightly. He wasn't entirely sure he liked this might-makes-right Loren, this mentality of force and raw logic accompanied with the frosty fuck you attitude. Wessex would probably shrug it off, but Loren seemed hell-bent on ensuring Wessex's orders were fulfilled. Even if he wasn't bothering on listening to them himself.
"Gods Loren." The alchemist all but moaned shakily, entirely taken aback by the hardness and ice that so rounded every inch of the summoner. It was one thing for Loren to have decided he was going to speak his mind however cruel it was. It was another thing for him to be willfully ignorant to the point of wounding someone else though. Or perhaps he'd simply given up caring. Or perhaps the alchemist really didn't matter anymore.
With a look of distrust and wounded incredulity, Remi could do little more than vaguely shake his head, fixing the summoner with a long and questioning stare. Who are you?
"Gods Loren." The alchemist all but moaned shakily, entirely taken aback by the hardness and ice that so rounded every inch of the summoner. It was one thing for Loren to have decided he was going to speak his mind however cruel it was. It was another thing for him to be willfully ignorant to the point of wounding someone else though. Or perhaps he'd simply given up caring. Or perhaps the alchemist really didn't matter anymore.
With a look of distrust and wounded incredulity, Remi could do little more than vaguely shake his head, fixing the summoner with a long and questioning stare. Who are you?
sometimes love is a soft touch, or a line drawn in the sand
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.
