REMI
the alchemist
Walk me home in the dead of night,
'Cause I can't be alone with all that's on my mind
'Cause I can't be alone with all that's on my mind
The Lullaby shrugs slightly. "Killing for sport sets a bad example." He muses, eyes on the blade of grass in his fingers. "How would you like it if I did the same to you?" The question is casually enough asked, and though he was sure Arsen would put up a good fight, there was no doubt in Remi's mind at all who the victor of the two of them would be.
"Well, if that was the case, I'd want to kill you. I do make it as pleasant as possible." Stretching forward a relatively innocuous hand, a knotted blade of grass hanging off one of his fingers, the alchemist waggles his fingers toward the other man. "Take my hand, and I'll show you what I mean." Would Arsen immediately die? Was the alchemist just weirdly lonely and looking for physical contact? Had too much isolation made him finally lose his mind?
"Well, if that was the case, I'd want to kill you. I do make it as pleasant as possible." Stretching forward a relatively innocuous hand, a knotted blade of grass hanging off one of his fingers, the alchemist waggles his fingers toward the other man. "Take my hand, and I'll show you what I mean." Would Arsen immediately die? Was the alchemist just weirdly lonely and looking for physical contact? Had too much isolation made him finally lose his mind?
So say you'll stay with me tonight.
'Cause there is so much wrong going on outside
'Cause there is so much wrong going on outside
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.
