maybe i'm a runaway train, maybe i'm a feather in a hurricane
"Keeps life interesting, I suppose." The alchemist replies of everything in life being hard. It's an entirely unhelpful answer and they both know. But they also both know Ama wasn't really soiciting life advice anyway.
"Ah. I see you received the same...culling that I did." It's strange to hear bitterness so ready on Remi's tongue, but he doesn't bother to hide it. For all that he is now, for all that he's gained, Remi has always been a shape-changer at heart. That he's called a different word here makes little difference. His soul is more animal than man in many ways, and being confined to exist in this body for most of the time feels like a harsh penalty to satisfy the whims of the gods.
But actually it's a bit of a relief to know that Amalia received the same treatment. "Ronin..didn't, obviously. It's nice to know that it wasn't just me." He says with a slow smile, before turning his back to the cliff.
"You do your best not to fall. But if you do, I'll catch you. Keep your eyes up. You already know how to fly, only this time you can't quite let your instincts take over. But don't let your mind ruin what your body already somewhat knows how to do." So saying, the alchemist tips the Shield a wink before letting himself lean backward. It's only a moment of freefall before he catches himself on a warm thermal, wings wide and steady, gliding out and up.
"Ah. I see you received the same...culling that I did." It's strange to hear bitterness so ready on Remi's tongue, but he doesn't bother to hide it. For all that he is now, for all that he's gained, Remi has always been a shape-changer at heart. That he's called a different word here makes little difference. His soul is more animal than man in many ways, and being confined to exist in this body for most of the time feels like a harsh penalty to satisfy the whims of the gods.
But actually it's a bit of a relief to know that Amalia received the same treatment. "Ronin..didn't, obviously. It's nice to know that it wasn't just me." He says with a slow smile, before turning his back to the cliff.
"You do your best not to fall. But if you do, I'll catch you. Keep your eyes up. You already know how to fly, only this time you can't quite let your instincts take over. But don't let your mind ruin what your body already somewhat knows how to do." So saying, the alchemist tips the Shield a wink before letting himself lean backward. It's only a moment of freefall before he catches himself on a warm thermal, wings wide and steady, gliding out and up.
THE ALCHEMIST
maybe it's a long gray game, but maybe that's a good thing
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.
