walked out this morning and i wrote down this song.
i just can't remember who to send it to
i just can't remember who to send it to
Breaking off chunks of volcanic rock was hardly digging, though Oliver would find the blade he created useful. "Well...colour is a property so in virtue of them being different, yes, they have different properties. But if you mean something over and above their appearance, I doubt it. Likely it's caused by the chemicals in the area"
The mention of dyes and pigments merely had the alchemist shrugging. Where once he might have encouraged the idea if only to be kind, now he made no attempts to keep the conversation in the air. "Not really interested in making dyes." He said a bit gruffly, using his claws to break more of the stone off.
"Do what you want." What experiments Oliver decided to run on his own were not Remi's concern. He'd given up the role of big brother, of kindly alchemist, of generous soul.
The mention of dyes and pigments merely had the alchemist shrugging. Where once he might have encouraged the idea if only to be kind, now he made no attempts to keep the conversation in the air. "Not really interested in making dyes." He said a bit gruffly, using his claws to break more of the stone off.
"Do what you want." What experiments Oliver decided to run on his own were not Remi's concern. He'd given up the role of big brother, of kindly alchemist, of generous soul.
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.
