REMI
the alchemist
What good are hands
if there's nothing that they hold
if there's nothing that they hold
With a grin tempered by whatever humbleness he still possesses, the Alchemist merely nods . Growing on her is perhaps the best he can hope for, having all but waltzed in and taken over as some have viewed him as having done. That she'll let him continue to demonstrate his intentions is really all he might ever have asked of her.
"We do, yes." Yawning in response to her own, Remi mutters something under his breath about following up with Melita. He really should pay her a visit, knowing what she knows, but...tomorrow. Or the next day, perhaps.
"How about I come to you for that. Better to leave my house unattended, than your bar. Especially with LongNight on its way, I assume it'll be on hands on deck once the sun goes down." Drinking being one of Torchline's primary hobbies and sporting events on a regular day, nevermind when there isn't much else to do.
"We do, yes." Yawning in response to her own, Remi mutters something under his breath about following up with Melita. He really should pay her a visit, knowing what she knows, but...tomorrow. Or the next day, perhaps.
"How about I come to you for that. Better to leave my house unattended, than your bar. Especially with LongNight on its way, I assume it'll be on hands on deck once the sun goes down." Drinking being one of Torchline's primary hobbies and sporting events on a regular day, nevermind when there isn't much else to do.
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.
