i've got a river for a soul
That Oliver seems so...unsettled, immediately makes Remi pay attention. He'd never been under the impression this was a social visit, not from the tone of Oliver's letter, but he hadn't imagined that the hybrid would show up so wary.
"Ah, well..." Remi says, running his fingers through the thick hair that now covers his cheeks and chin. Shrugging he flashes Oliver a weary smile before his expression grows solemn. Nodding that the blacksmith should continue, Remi folds his arms across his chest and leans against a tree, prepared to silently listen.
Prevent all demi-gods from entering the grounds? The Lullaby raises a brow at that, the flicker of a smirk appearing on his lips. So. That's how the queen wanted to play things. What Oliver didn't know of course, was that the ramifications of banning the demigods from the Grounds had farther-reaching consequences than simply their inability to come to the Grounders aid, should they need it.
Nodding for Oliver to continue—what else has she done?—the alchemist tilts his head to hear about the orbs and how their placement is meant to stop Order members from entering the Grounds. "Well, I can tell you that the Order is quite protective of their compasses. But I'll mention it to Ronin tonight, so that he can pass it up the chain." Chewing on the inside of his lip, Remi looks up into the canopy of trees for a moment as he thinks.
"On the one hand, I suppose I don't blame Wessex. I told her that Delphia and I had been stationed in the Greatwood to keep an eye on things in the Grounds. I hadn't expected that she'd consider banning us altogether, but..." He shrugs. That, he understands. But to ban the Order? That was more complicated. "I take it the Voice is somehow involved in all of this?"
"Ah, well..." Remi says, running his fingers through the thick hair that now covers his cheeks and chin. Shrugging he flashes Oliver a weary smile before his expression grows solemn. Nodding that the blacksmith should continue, Remi folds his arms across his chest and leans against a tree, prepared to silently listen.
Prevent all demi-gods from entering the grounds? The Lullaby raises a brow at that, the flicker of a smirk appearing on his lips. So. That's how the queen wanted to play things. What Oliver didn't know of course, was that the ramifications of banning the demigods from the Grounds had farther-reaching consequences than simply their inability to come to the Grounders aid, should they need it.
Nodding for Oliver to continue—what else has she done?—the alchemist tilts his head to hear about the orbs and how their placement is meant to stop Order members from entering the Grounds. "Well, I can tell you that the Order is quite protective of their compasses. But I'll mention it to Ronin tonight, so that he can pass it up the chain." Chewing on the inside of his lip, Remi looks up into the canopy of trees for a moment as he thinks.
"On the one hand, I suppose I don't blame Wessex. I told her that Delphia and I had been stationed in the Greatwood to keep an eye on things in the Grounds. I hadn't expected that she'd consider banning us altogether, but..." He shrugs. That, he understands. But to ban the Order? That was more complicated. "I take it the Voice is somehow involved in all of this?"
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.
