aúsi, nos paramas // & still we stand
The raccoon did tense, small nails digging into the material of Sam's jacket as he barked a muffled and pained sound. He couldn't answer his friend, but he did titter under his breath, looking into the blue eyes he once knew so well, and nodded.
The alchemist hardly understood Sam's instructions, but then again there wasn't really time to ask follow up questions, nor was making any more sound than necessary strictly advisable. Creeping down from Sam's shoulder and shifting into his body, he gave the ascended a wary look before pressing himself against one of the nearby houses and barricading himself in on three sides with stone that he might appear less of a target.
The alchemist hardly understood Sam's instructions, but then again there wasn't really time to ask follow up questions, nor was making any more sound than necessary strictly advisable. Creeping down from Sam's shoulder and shifting into his body, he gave the ascended a wary look before pressing himself against one of the nearby houses and barricading himself in on three sides with stone that he might appear less of a target.
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.
