our sins are washed away
Laughing, Saiden nodded at Remi's assessment. "Yes, but if I start cashing them in, I will soon find myself without many favors." He winked, though it was playful at not at all flirtatious.
Arching an eyebrow, the cook cocked his head to one side. "There a story behind all that?" Despite the casual tone, his eyes had suddenly grown sharp.
At least his water caused the alchemist to dodge out of the way. The Hali grinned at that, and at the other man's quip. "There's a joke in there about you being sweet. Or not, as the case may be." Saiden's tone was teasing, even as he readied his magic for another strike.
However, he hesitated as Remi seemingly collapsed. Then there was a confusing blur, before something struck the cook. And then his mind betrayed him.
Agony exploded inside his skull. Staggering for a few steps, he collapsed to his knees. Hitting the sand, he let out a cry of pain as he pressed his hands to his temples, moaning. Trying desperately to grab onto his magic, he found a strand of the energy that let him direct the winds. Gripping it as firmly he could manage as his mind roiled, he tried to blast the air away from him wildly and at random, trying to get whatever the fuck it was to go the fuck away.
Arching an eyebrow, the cook cocked his head to one side. "There a story behind all that?" Despite the casual tone, his eyes had suddenly grown sharp.
At least his water caused the alchemist to dodge out of the way. The Hali grinned at that, and at the other man's quip. "There's a joke in there about you being sweet. Or not, as the case may be." Saiden's tone was teasing, even as he readied his magic for another strike.
However, he hesitated as Remi seemingly collapsed. Then there was a confusing blur, before something struck the cook. And then his mind betrayed him.
Agony exploded inside his skull. Staggering for a few steps, he collapsed to his knees. Hitting the sand, he let out a cry of pain as he pressed his hands to his temples, moaning. Trying desperately to grab onto his magic, he found a strand of the energy that let him direct the winds. Gripping it as firmly he could manage as his mind roiled, he tried to blast the air away from him wildly and at random, trying to get whatever the fuck it was to go the fuck away.
