i've got a river for a soul
'In this one, where asking you what all of this is supposed to mean counts as me being some sort of asshole." Remi's jaw feathered as he recoiled slightly, his upper lip threatening to snarl. "I'm sorry Ronin, what were my options? I remember only being told that this was my last chance to act as a father to Aoife. That you wanted this. Did you think to ask what I might want? How those requests would make me feel? Or," And now he indicated towards the ring in the ground, "Did you just decide for yourself?"
Remi puffed a breath of smug and hostile air through his nose nodding in agreement. "But this is what you wanted wasn't it?" The alchemist asked with sarcastic sweetness; the words might have been I told you so. "Since you'll be out of rings soon, here." Feathers appeared on Remi's shoulder as the limb partially became a wing. Reaching to tear them out, a wince snarling across his features as bright starpoints of pain danced before his eyes, he tossed the tawny plumage down at Ronin.
'You know. In case you feel the need to bury me anywhere else."
Remi puffed a breath of smug and hostile air through his nose nodding in agreement. "But this is what you wanted wasn't it?" The alchemist asked with sarcastic sweetness; the words might have been I told you so. "Since you'll be out of rings soon, here." Feathers appeared on Remi's shoulder as the limb partially became a wing. Reaching to tear them out, a wince snarling across his features as bright starpoints of pain danced before his eyes, he tossed the tawny plumage down at Ronin.
'You know. In case you feel the need to bury me anywhere else."
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.
