i've seen fire & i've seen rain.
i've seen sunny days that i thought would never end
i've seen sunny days that i thought would never end
"Honestly, you're playing right into my hands." Remi agrees, nodding sagely and a touch condescendingly.
His fish-lips pucker at her as he's cut off, and it's only the brightness of his smile that releases him from her grasp, given how round his cheeks have become at the thought. 'Good choice.' Remi says with hearty and sunny approval. "I can teach you to fly." This is said with an excitement that surprises even the alchemist. Of all those he's ever taught, none will come close to what it might be like with Isla.
'Mmm, even in a place like Caido." Taking advantage of Isla's turned back to slyly adjust his pants—the medic might have described things as transactional, but there were few transactions Remi was in the habit of experiencing that would make him want to fuck his back-from-the-dead best friend—before bursting out in a surprised laugh. "Gods, that's a name I haven't heard of in a while." Shaking his head and ruffling a hand through his hair, the alchemist lets his smile fade slightly. "I don't think anything ever came of it. Wessex declined I think, as one might have expected and...well. Juniper had nothing to really back things up with." There might have been more to it, but the alchemist had bigger things on his plate than holding Wessex accountable for crimes committed in years past.
His fish-lips pucker at her as he's cut off, and it's only the brightness of his smile that releases him from her grasp, given how round his cheeks have become at the thought. 'Good choice.' Remi says with hearty and sunny approval. "I can teach you to fly." This is said with an excitement that surprises even the alchemist. Of all those he's ever taught, none will come close to what it might be like with Isla.
'Mmm, even in a place like Caido." Taking advantage of Isla's turned back to slyly adjust his pants—the medic might have described things as transactional, but there were few transactions Remi was in the habit of experiencing that would make him want to fuck his back-from-the-dead best friend—before bursting out in a surprised laugh. "Gods, that's a name I haven't heard of in a while." Shaking his head and ruffling a hand through his hair, the alchemist lets his smile fade slightly. "I don't think anything ever came of it. Wessex declined I think, as one might have expected and...well. Juniper had nothing to really back things up with." There might have been more to it, but the alchemist had bigger things on his plate than holding Wessex accountable for crimes committed in years past.
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.
