i've hidden all my fears in a book for only my eyes to see
"Dumping cold water on you should you get too hot is a task I am absolutely willing to do." Remi says with a heavy sigh, as if this new responsibility is one that promises to be taxing and not at all fun. Of course their minds go to precisely the same place, and the alchemist clears his throat not out of awkwardness any longer, but as an indication of well this isn't something we can talk about anymore.
"Mmmmm." Remi hums, feigning absolute support if only to appear all the more condescending for it. "A big bird. Sure." If he thinks at all that Safrin has some ulterior motives with giving Ronin a phoenix as a shift, he keeps them to himself for now. "Though I've just realized...you're going to be flying about with your arms." Of course Ronin would be the only man in the world to make the ...and boy are my arms tired! joke about having flown in from somewhere. Arm-wings, instead of...you know, wing-wings.
"Well you'll just have to see, won't you?" Instead of taking them deeper into the Plaza, Remi leads them away, toward where the civilian cottages are. On one of the front porches is...a pile of junk. Rusted tools, bent gears, a kerosine lamp, fence board slabs, and a brown paper bag that smells like there's something decomposing within.
"Tada!"
"Mmmmm." Remi hums, feigning absolute support if only to appear all the more condescending for it. "A big bird. Sure." If he thinks at all that Safrin has some ulterior motives with giving Ronin a phoenix as a shift, he keeps them to himself for now. "Though I've just realized...you're going to be flying about with your arms." Of course Ronin would be the only man in the world to make the ...and boy are my arms tired! joke about having flown in from somewhere. Arm-wings, instead of...you know, wing-wings.
"Well you'll just have to see, won't you?" Instead of taking them deeper into the Plaza, Remi leads them away, toward where the civilian cottages are. On one of the front porches is...a pile of junk. Rusted tools, bent gears, a kerosine lamp, fence board slabs, and a brown paper bag that smells like there's something decomposing within.
"Tada!"
THE
ALCHEMIST
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.
