aúsi, nos paramas // & still we stand
Stay? In that moment Remi felt very unwelcome indeed. Something dissected and shown to be lacking. Shown to be infected still. Perhaps it was love that kept them both in this awkward whirlpool, bound to endlessly circle but never get too close again; Remi really had no idea. But he did find himself nodding and taking a seat next to the aspiring cartographer.
"I'm meeting with the other leaders. We'll get to the bottom of it. And if you ever feel unsafe...well. You know where to find me." It wasn't the first time Remi had offered Sam a spare room and his protection, and though he knew it irked Ronin somewhat, the Alchemist would continue to do it as long as it was necessary.
Glancing at the glass oval-like thing and the flower within, Remi reached for it. Holding it easily in his hands, he turned it over and over again, marveling at its construciton. Or, lack thereof.
Magically-made, then. Given only he and Deimos possessed such an ability, that meant....
"I made this?' He asked, glancing up and looking both softly confused and intrigued.
"I'm meeting with the other leaders. We'll get to the bottom of it. And if you ever feel unsafe...well. You know where to find me." It wasn't the first time Remi had offered Sam a spare room and his protection, and though he knew it irked Ronin somewhat, the Alchemist would continue to do it as long as it was necessary.
Glancing at the glass oval-like thing and the flower within, Remi reached for it. Holding it easily in his hands, he turned it over and over again, marveling at its construciton. Or, lack thereof.
Magically-made, then. Given only he and Deimos possessed such an ability, that meant....
"I made this?' He asked, glancing up and looking both softly confused and intrigued.
THE
ALCHEMIST
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.
