we are like birds of a feather, we are two hearts thrown together
Hawk's don't have the facial muscles or mouths to properly express smugness, but no matter; the sentiment flowed from the Alchemist in waves, like the haphazard splashes of young children when immersed in water for the first time. Trilling brightly at the white teeth snapped in his direction, the hawk lands upon the bannister to better peer down at his prey friend. I might be a bit too large for that. But...I've lost my other shifts. I only have one that I can actually walk in now. But I didn't want it to...erm. Offering the emotional equivalent of a cringy smile, the hawk shuffles his wings.
I can't speak to you in my human form anymore, not like this anyway. So it is up to you: me talking out loud to a fox, or...walking along as the other thing. The choice was Ianto's: human!Remi with whom he wouldn't be able to share a mental bond, or manticore!Remi who would draw stares and might in fact terrify the fox.
I can't speak to you in my human form anymore, not like this anyway. So it is up to you: me talking out loud to a fox, or...walking along as the other thing. The choice was Ianto's: human!Remi with whom he wouldn't be able to share a mental bond, or manticore!Remi who would draw stares and might in fact terrify the fox.
THE ALCHEMIST
we will be forever as one, my brother under the sun
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.
