REMI
the alchemist
Though Remi had been a poorly observant man as a predator, now, with fewer beasts within his soul to lend their instincts, he was nearly as clueless as a newborn lamb. So it was that he strolled through the Greatwood seemingly without a care. The rug had been swiftly pulled out from beneath his feet, but rather than collapsing to the ground, Remi found himself in some strange freefall that didn't quite make sense, wasn't quite solidified in his mind yet, but was...not that bad. Oh, the shoe would drop eventually, he wasn't so naive as to think Ludo had merely cleansed his soul and packed up its things.
But for now, for the first time in a year or more, Remi's soul was light.
Humming something golden and rich, the alchemist halted his trek towards the Mathair as he saw a fox flailing quite dramatically in the wake of a butterfly. Instantly a bright ball of emotion welled in Remi's throat, and had he an attuned link with which to communicate, Ianto might have received the full force of it right then and there. Instead, schooling his face into a smirk that failed to conceal his joy, the Alchemist crossed his arms and cleared his throat.
"With your luck, that butterfly will turn out to be a very large man keen to put you in your place." He called, then raised a hand to one ear. "And before you sass me back, you'll have to speak up. My sight is back, but my mental hearing is not so great at the moment."
But for now, for the first time in a year or more, Remi's soul was light.
Humming something golden and rich, the alchemist halted his trek towards the Mathair as he saw a fox flailing quite dramatically in the wake of a butterfly. Instantly a bright ball of emotion welled in Remi's throat, and had he an attuned link with which to communicate, Ianto might have received the full force of it right then and there. Instead, schooling his face into a smirk that failed to conceal his joy, the Alchemist crossed his arms and cleared his throat.
"With your luck, that butterfly will turn out to be a very large man keen to put you in your place." He called, then raised a hand to one ear. "And before you sass me back, you'll have to speak up. My sight is back, but my mental hearing is not so great at the moment."
And what good are hearts
if you bury them all alone?
if you bury them all alone?
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.
