heartbeat on a high line

Phoebe Steadman I've dropped out, burned up Fought my way back from the dead "Remi?!" Phoebe's voice rang clear with alarm as the Alchemist suddenly stepped into the brothel, soaked through with rain and blood. In stark contrast, the Madame stood near the front desk, dry and dressed in one of the flowy gowns that had become typical of her attire. But she did not waste a second more before hurrying to her friend's side. "Are you hurt?" He didn't seem distressed enough to be wounded in a way that would produce this much blood but...stranger things had happened in Caido. "Come on, let's get you upstairs." she said, wrapping an arm around him to hopefully coax and guide him up to her attic apartment.