i could be anything in the world
The bolt of copper is enough to thrust Remi's heart into his throat, relieved beyond words to see his friend alive, but understandably wary given his conversation with Ronin the night before. Kneeling down to press his hands against the fox's flanks, smoothing away the rainwater from his small skull, Remi shakes his head ruefully. "Thought I was exaggerating when I said to set up next to my house, did you." He asks flatly, but his relief is far too bright for the scolding to sound anything other than intensely pleased.
Near Remi, there is no rain, but even he can't keep the elements at bay forever. "Come on. Vai was making stew when I left, though that was nearly an hour ago now." The Alchemist informs his friend, glancing up to where, somewhere in the gloom, his cottage awaits. "They might all be in bed already, but I'm sure there will be leftovers."
Softly his fingers feel their way across the fox's body, not for the first time in their friendship, Remi is able to bypass all of his insecurities relating to his friend, while he's in this form. "Are you hurt at all? Can you walk?"
Near Remi, there is no rain, but even he can't keep the elements at bay forever. "Come on. Vai was making stew when I left, though that was nearly an hour ago now." The Alchemist informs his friend, glancing up to where, somewhere in the gloom, his cottage awaits. "They might all be in bed already, but I'm sure there will be leftovers."
Softly his fingers feel their way across the fox's body, not for the first time in their friendship, Remi is able to bypass all of his insecurities relating to his friend, while he's in this form. "Are you hurt at all? Can you walk?"
THE ALCHEMIST
but all i wanted was to be his
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.
