he said "i bet you don't remember me"
'Mmhmmm.' Flashing her a bright smile, unsure if her questioning tone was merely out of surprise or if she was conflicted about his alcohol creation somehow, Remi patiently waits to see what his demigoddess counterpart might have. "Oooh. What are these?" With an appreciative bounce of his eyebrows, Remi raises his palm to his nose, inhaling deeply. Had this been any sort of poison, the alchemist would have been done for. But it smells sweet and blue in a way that makes the tip of his tongue tingle and his smile grow wide. "These smell incredible. Where are they from?"
Smiling sweetly to think of Mateo, the alchemist's expression changes drastically at what follows the question. Mildew certainly didn't look like she was being sarcastic, and yet..? "He's ... well. His age is a bit funny, really." Remi says, itching at the back of his neck. "But he feels about five or so." Did that make sense? Did it make any less sense than Mildew having not seen a child for two hundred or so years?
'Oh, well....if you'd like any manticore feathers or poison, I'm your man.'
Smiling sweetly to think of Mateo, the alchemist's expression changes drastically at what follows the question. Mildew certainly didn't look like she was being sarcastic, and yet..? "He's ... well. His age is a bit funny, really." Remi says, itching at the back of his neck. "But he feels about five or so." Did that make sense? Did it make any less sense than Mildew having not seen a child for two hundred or so years?
'Oh, well....if you'd like any manticore feathers or poison, I'm your man.'
THE ALCHEMIST
and i said, "only every other memory".
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.
