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
It was probably for the best that Remi missed Oliver's continually eye-rolls. "Oh and its only taken you..what, an entire season?" The alchemist replied. As far as he was concerned, everyone could just keep their hero-narratives to themselves. They were all selfish, the lot of them. That he hadn't died didn't change their motives at the time.
"Yes. Maea did, weeks ago." Remi replied with a dull sigh, before shaking his head again. He'd turned her down as well, but then again she hadn't been as painfully annoying as Oliver was being now. "What part of no is so very difficult for you to understand? I don't care what you want, or what you thought. Keep whatever it is. I've no use or want of anything from that life now."
"Yes. Maea did, weeks ago." Remi replied with a dull sigh, before shaking his head again. He'd turned her down as well, but then again she hadn't been as painfully annoying as Oliver was being now. "What part of no is so very difficult for you to understand? I don't care what you want, or what you thought. Keep whatever it is. I've no use or want of anything from that life now."
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.
