i cut the ties and i jumped the tracks, for never to return
Everything about the night seems all the more crisp and tactile for having Ronin experience it with him. The warmth of the sea breezes as they shuffle in from the ocean, the sounds of mirth from Haulani, the cushion of sand beneath their feet. "With the magic I have...it makes me want to remember things all the more." For instance, Remi's lashes flutter nearly closed as he concentrates, a faint smile on his lips. In his hands a plate appears, with the vague shape of bread on it. No sooner does he open his eyes, than the object disappears entirely. "The day you and I first...spent time together...we had wine with bread and cheese. Only..I can barely remember it." This was evidenced by the fact that his magic could scarcely create anything more than a wisp before it all disappeared.
Shooting Ronin a crooked smile over his shoulder, utterly undone by the glint of moonlight in the Star's blue eyes, the alchemist nods. "Most certainly. We wouldn't want to jump in headfirst, now would we?" Not with this being a first day and all. Who knows what might happen if they did.
Shooting Ronin a crooked smile over his shoulder, utterly undone by the glint of moonlight in the Star's blue eyes, the alchemist nods. "Most certainly. We wouldn't want to jump in headfirst, now would we?" Not with this being a first day and all. Who knows what might happen if they did.
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.
