i'm not the man they think i am at home
“Oh have you marked me so easily then? Off of a few hours of LongNight prep?” The alchemist chuckled back, finding banter far more easy to endure and reply to than the potter’s naturally (?) flirtatious air. At least he assumed it was natural and not intentional. That said, there might not have been a hint of flirtation in Amun’s tone but the words were weighty enough to make the alchemist clear his throat as subtly as he could. “Walking works fine for me.” He said once his tongue felt less tied.
Then the potter winked at him and the alchemist looked away unhappily once more, though he smiled faintly and nodded to hear that Amun was a guild member. “Welcome to the club.” He said, hazarding a glance back as if expecting at any moment for Amun to be fully naked or something else equally absurd. “Pottery and working with fabrics? The guild is lucky to have you then.”
Honestly, for how crude Amun had come off early the alchemist was humbled to hear him speak so; the technical jargon rolled off his tongue easily, indicating that pottery wasn’t something he’d recently fallen into. “A gift exchange?” Interest piqued, Remi tilted his head slightly.. “Well...In another world, and other life really, I was a weapons creator if you would like to add to your gift.” He offered with a bashful and boyish half-shrug, not wanting to intrude or suggest that Amun’s gift wasn’t enough, but ever helpful. “Vintner?” Remi likely should hav been more familiar with the world given his hobbies, but the look of confusion on his features indicated he had no idea what it was Amun meant.
Then the potter winked at him and the alchemist looked away unhappily once more, though he smiled faintly and nodded to hear that Amun was a guild member. “Welcome to the club.” He said, hazarding a glance back as if expecting at any moment for Amun to be fully naked or something else equally absurd. “Pottery and working with fabrics? The guild is lucky to have you then.”
Honestly, for how crude Amun had come off early the alchemist was humbled to hear him speak so; the technical jargon rolled off his tongue easily, indicating that pottery wasn’t something he’d recently fallen into. “A gift exchange?” Interest piqued, Remi tilted his head slightly.. “Well...In another world, and other life really, I was a weapons creator if you would like to add to your gift.” He offered with a bashful and boyish half-shrug, not wanting to intrude or suggest that Amun’s gift wasn’t enough, but ever helpful. “Vintner?” Remi likely should hav been more familiar with the world given his hobbies, but the look of confusion on his features indicated he had no idea what it was Amun meant.
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.
