walked out this morning and i wrote down this song.
i just can't remember who to send it to
i just can't remember who to send it to
It isn't awkwardness that tinges Remi's cheeks, but the robust knowledge of what sharing his gifts entails. The last time he'd shared himself in that way with Isla had been right after her ascension, and there was something full-circle about the second time being after another sort of ascension. Though certainly it couldn't be with Mateo in tow. Not after how things had ended up last time, with blowjobs and feasting on luxere.
Running a hand across his eyes, Remi can only chuckle and nod. She isn't wrong, and he wouldn't have it any other way. "No, I'd hope not. I've been pretty straightforward with Wessex—she's the Queen of the Grounds again—and so far no one has told me that I'm not allowed in." That could change at almost any moment though, with how things were going. What would happen the day Remi was told he was barred from the Grounds though, especially with Isla there now, would be a dark day indeed, and the alchemist's expression suggests as much.
Running a hand across his eyes, Remi can only chuckle and nod. She isn't wrong, and he wouldn't have it any other way. "No, I'd hope not. I've been pretty straightforward with Wessex—she's the Queen of the Grounds again—and so far no one has told me that I'm not allowed in." That could change at almost any moment though, with how things were going. What would happen the day Remi was told he was barred from the Grounds though, especially with Isla there now, would be a dark day indeed, and the alchemist's expression suggests as much.
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.
