REMI
the alchemist
I've said that hope I'll never find
To my myself I must confide
To my myself I must confide
It wasn't obvious, not to Remi anyways. "Couldn't be me, merciful murderer that I am." The Alchemist says with a scowl, thoughtfully rubbing at his chin. "Maybe one day though. I've already told Wessex I'll give her fair warning if it comes to that." Mercy killing demands a certain amount of surprise. Initiating wars and genocide..well. He's strong enough that he can show his cards ahead of time.
Remi looks down at her hands, so small against his. He imagines seeing them red with blood she can't wash away, no matter how many moonlit ocean-swims she takes. "The last time I tried to keep an eye on my people," This being Ronin, during LongNight. "You removed him from my care and ended up nearly throwing me to the ground if I remember correctly." He'd been a hawk so it had been laughably easy to do. Still, Remi's gaze is steel-wrapped-green, even as he covers Amalia's hand softly with his other.
Remi looks down at her hands, so small against his. He imagines seeing them red with blood she can't wash away, no matter how many moonlit ocean-swims she takes. "The last time I tried to keep an eye on my people," This being Ronin, during LongNight. "You removed him from my care and ended up nearly throwing me to the ground if I remember correctly." He'd been a hawk so it had been laughably easy to do. Still, Remi's gaze is steel-wrapped-green, even as he covers Amalia's hand softly with his other.
That there's no choice outside your mind
when your heart is overthrown
when your heart is overthrown
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.
