beside my bed i keep a bottle of dreams
No longer the Governor, it's hardly his place to comment. Still, a look of surprise dashes across the alchemist's features as he glances up at Amalia, brows deeply furrowed. "A..trial. To what end? We all know that they did it. And we all know that the Fae, and Torchline if she becomes involved, probably aren't strong enough to punish the ascended." Though they all know that really, they're just talking about Wessex.
With a bright smile, the Lullaby sweetly turns his attention toward Ronin. "And what does nativity have to do with being formidable, oh fellow outlander?" He wonders, already feeling his heart start to purr along at a quicker pace to think of the two in the midst of the forest.
But any heat from such thoughts is dashed by conversations of Safrin. Clenching his teeth slightly, Remi turns his attention back to Mateo so that he doesn't let his upset get the better of him.
With a bright smile, the Lullaby sweetly turns his attention toward Ronin. "And what does nativity have to do with being formidable, oh fellow outlander?" He wonders, already feeling his heart start to purr along at a quicker pace to think of the two in the midst of the forest.
But any heat from such thoughts is dashed by conversations of Safrin. Clenching his teeth slightly, Remi turns his attention back to Mateo so that he doesn't let his upset get the better of him.
i wake up and i go back to sleep
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.
