lay a whisper on my pillow, leave the winter on the ground
"My poison, I think. It is...usually the least painful method." The Alchemist replied in a low whisper, finding it surreal how easily he spoke of his methods of murder as if it had become commonplace. The problem being, it had.
Glancing down at the kitten, Remi was tempted to say no, not wanting to endanger anyone else in this situation. But as a spirit...surely the young cat sith wouldn't be in any danger? "That would be appreciated, sure."
Sitting himself against a tree, fully in shadow so that when his body went still it would begin to fade away, he gave Delphia a last look. "Should things go wrong, you will no doubt hear it...at that point I won't expect your aid." She was here to collect souls after all, not fight off hoards of fae come to protect their leader. "And if I don't come back for whatever reason, well...I suppose I needn't give you my last words now. I'll find you as a spirit."
Glancing down at the kitten, Remi was tempted to say no, not wanting to endanger anyone else in this situation. But as a spirit...surely the young cat sith wouldn't be in any danger? "That would be appreciated, sure."
Sitting himself against a tree, fully in shadow so that when his body went still it would begin to fade away, he gave Delphia a last look. "Should things go wrong, you will no doubt hear it...at that point I won't expect your aid." She was here to collect souls after all, not fight off hoards of fae come to protect their leader. "And if I don't come back for whatever reason, well...I suppose I needn't give you my last words now. I'll find you as a spirit."
THE ALCHEMIST
i wake up lonely, this air of silence, in the bedroom and all around
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.
