REMI
the alchemist
What good are hands
if there's nothing that they hold
if there's nothing that they hold
As to this, the Alchemist had no thoughts. He'd heard whispers of what LongNight had been like before, but of course that hardly mattered. Once even, in a tributary of history that neither man remembered, Sam had told Remi about his LongNight's as a child. Tucked away, doors tightly closed, spending the week just reading. It hadn't sounded so bad, then. Nice, almost.
"I do, yeah." Remi said with a nod. Raza was the only natural in the government, but of course that hardly meant anything. The titles he'd given out were more like bribes than anything else (and a way to make fun of Ronin, in the case of his husband). "Equally though, if all it took was a few people with experience to make a season run smoothly, there wouldn't be any need for you all coming here, now would there?" For a moment Remi's expression was stern, judgemental almost, before he smiled and shook his head.
"So you and sunlight, then..?" He asked, a brow raised, wondering just how it was an ascended was meant to spearhead something like this. Remi didn't need memories past to recall the times Sam ran from tree-shadow to tree-shadow, tucking in his legs as the sun rose above and patches of darkness grew harder to find.
"I do, yeah." Remi said with a nod. Raza was the only natural in the government, but of course that hardly meant anything. The titles he'd given out were more like bribes than anything else (and a way to make fun of Ronin, in the case of his husband). "Equally though, if all it took was a few people with experience to make a season run smoothly, there wouldn't be any need for you all coming here, now would there?" For a moment Remi's expression was stern, judgemental almost, before he smiled and shook his head.
"So you and sunlight, then..?" He asked, a brow raised, wondering just how it was an ascended was meant to spearhead something like this. Remi didn't need memories past to recall the times Sam ran from tree-shadow to tree-shadow, tucking in his legs as the sun rose above and patches of darkness grew harder to find.
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.
