he had eyes like rain & hair like waves
& a soul as vast and deep as the ocean
& a soul as vast and deep as the ocean
"I'm not sure. It was very brave of you to come all the way to Torchline. Especially during monsoon season." Remi points out. "A coward would have stayed in the Greatwood." Watching with rapt amusement as Ianto putters about, collecting this and that for his brew, Remi just chuckles to himself at the scolding he's given. "Uh huh. A magic explosiony thing...you know, that sounds an awful lot like how magical items are made."
Sitting himself down on one of the cushions and giving the fox a lingering and smug look, Remi can't help the way his mouth waters at the sight of the honey. "Well, for what it's worth, I'm glad you are here now." The Alchemist says with a genuine smile of affection. It's a bit too pure for this context though, and so he coughs it away before motioning to the tea. "Are we waiting for that thing to whistle us a specific tune, or can you pour it already?" He says of the whistling kettle.
Sitting himself down on one of the cushions and giving the fox a lingering and smug look, Remi can't help the way his mouth waters at the sight of the honey. "Well, for what it's worth, I'm glad you are here now." The Alchemist says with a genuine smile of affection. It's a bit too pure for this context though, and so he coughs it away before motioning to the tea. "Are we waiting for that thing to whistle us a specific tune, or can you pour it already?" He says of the whistling kettle.
THE ALCHEMIST
& i guess i didn't mind d r o w n i n g in him.
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.
