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
Yes well, how very sad for you. The hawk chimes back. He too is enjoying the wind beneath his feathers, though based on just how thick the air feels, he knows that he probably won't be doing much flying in the next few weeks either. Not in this from anyways.
Indeed landing much more elegantly than Ianto, shifting midair so that his feet hit the ground as the rest of his body takes on a human-appearance, he glances toward the fox. "You didn't have to do that." Remi says of the honey, though he reaches out for the star first. His smile is sweet as he looks down at it, tucking it away in a pocket where it won't be forgotten again. "Can't take the merchant out of the fox, huh." He mumbles to himself, of Ianto's need to keep the scales balanced.
"That lighthouse is a shrine to Safrin. And at its base you'll see a small grave for Aoife." Never much of a pious one, Remi mentions this only so that the fox doesn't go wandering about and inadvertently upsetting goddesses. As for Aoife's shrine? Well, there are quite a few shiny trinkets scattered upon it, and Remi hopes the mention of it will help temper the fox's sticky fingers should it come to that.
Indeed landing much more elegantly than Ianto, shifting midair so that his feet hit the ground as the rest of his body takes on a human-appearance, he glances toward the fox. "You didn't have to do that." Remi says of the honey, though he reaches out for the star first. His smile is sweet as he looks down at it, tucking it away in a pocket where it won't be forgotten again. "Can't take the merchant out of the fox, huh." He mumbles to himself, of Ianto's need to keep the scales balanced.
"That lighthouse is a shrine to Safrin. And at its base you'll see a small grave for Aoife." Never much of a pious one, Remi mentions this only so that the fox doesn't go wandering about and inadvertently upsetting goddesses. As for Aoife's shrine? Well, there are quite a few shiny trinkets scattered upon it, and Remi hopes the mention of it will help temper the fox's sticky fingers should it come to that.
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.
