the tightrope that i'm walking just sways and ties,
the devil as he's talking with those angel's eyes
the devil as he's talking with those angel's eyes
"What did I tell you about laughing?" Remi says sharply, pointing accusingly at Finn. His grin is still wide and boyishly clumsy as he fights back for control of his mouth, knowing he should at least attempt to look contrite. "Sorry. I think I assumed all you fancy Order-people would carry around magic...I don't know. Repair-me kits, or something."
Glancing over his shoulder to where Finn remains at a comical distance, he can't help but grin at his feet. "I can reach you from here, you know." His wings would easily stretch that far. If not, he can manipulate the earth itself. There is almost nowhere Finn would be safe, but he doesn't think that joke would be well received.
His expression turns to one of soft wonder, he considers for a moment, realizing that other than barks of laughter or hollow chuckles, he and Finn haven't ever really laughed with one another before. "You too." He says softly, a soft blush colouring his cheeks.
Not wanting to ruin the moment (but knowing he will eventually), Remi continues with the story he'd been telling earlier. "...and so when Arduinna had learned what I'd done, she appeared and nearly clawed my eyes out. The scarring was..." He whistles under his breath, shaking his head. "But she took my sight. Somehow I was given the ability to see again in shades of grey. Those who were..familiar to me stood out, pulsing with a dull sort of light. It went on like that for months."
Glancing over his shoulder to where Finn remains at a comical distance, he can't help but grin at his feet. "I can reach you from here, you know." His wings would easily stretch that far. If not, he can manipulate the earth itself. There is almost nowhere Finn would be safe, but he doesn't think that joke would be well received.
His expression turns to one of soft wonder, he considers for a moment, realizing that other than barks of laughter or hollow chuckles, he and Finn haven't ever really laughed with one another before. "You too." He says softly, a soft blush colouring his cheeks.
Not wanting to ruin the moment (but knowing he will eventually), Remi continues with the story he'd been telling earlier. "...and so when Arduinna had learned what I'd done, she appeared and nearly clawed my eyes out. The scarring was..." He whistles under his breath, shaking his head. "But she took my sight. Somehow I was given the ability to see again in shades of grey. Those who were..familiar to me stood out, pulsing with a dull sort of light. It went on like that for months."
THE ALCHEMIST
but i just want to be there when the lightning strikes
& the saints go marching in
& the saints go marching in
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.
