REMI
Remi snorts, raising a brow at that. "Oh is it? Well, I'm glad there are still things for us to learn about one another." The Alchemist chuckles, grabbing the remaining half of Ronin's sandwich and nearly eating it in one bite. How long had it been since he'd eaten last? With the storm raging outside and the world a blur of sleeping and wandering about the house, it was hard to keep track of much of anything.
"What's that, a new position Sunjata's told you about?" Remi snickers with boyish amusement, having absolutely no idea what bunting is, but letting his mind unravel the word as it might apply to limbs and lips, rather than strings and wax. Uncultured man-child that he is, Remi dips the last bite of his sandwich into his wineglass before returning Ronin's cheers, happily devouring it with a hum of approval.
"And at least one flower crown. She was so excited with the one she was given.." Clearing his throat, Remi too takes a large sip of his wine, hoping it will wash away the flare of melancholy.
"What's that, a new position Sunjata's told you about?" Remi snickers with boyish amusement, having absolutely no idea what bunting is, but letting his mind unravel the word as it might apply to limbs and lips, rather than strings and wax. Uncultured man-child that he is, Remi dips the last bite of his sandwich into his wineglass before returning Ronin's cheers, happily devouring it with a hum of approval.
"And at least one flower crown. She was so excited with the one she was given.." Clearing his throat, Remi too takes a large sip of his wine, hoping it will wash away the flare of melancholy.
Who are you? They ask. Death?
Sometimes... I say. But not today
Sometimes... I say. But not today
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.
