REMI
all the things we said when we were younger
There is a moment where they just look at one another, before Sam is suddenly pitching forward to draw the alchemist down into a hug. Blinking with surprise, Remi feels the bookmaker's hands patting his back and can only chuckle quietly into his old-friend/lovers/enemy/whatever's shoulder. 'Hey Sam.' The alchemist says warmly as he straightens. If there's anything different about the ascended, Remi hasn't noticed; with hands politely placed around the bookmaker and with eyes that don't linger, Sam seems ever the same as he always had.
"Oh...well, better certainly than when I saw you last. And for once? I think I am good, in general." Not great. He would never be that not with a war on their door and a thousand other things constantly vying for his attention. But at least Remi wasn't furious with the world and taking his anger out on anyone who dared to get close to him.
"How have you been?" Padding up the stairs to where the pair had once had their first date, Remi comfortably sinks down into one of the chairs that his body remembers, even if his mind does not.
"Oh...well, better certainly than when I saw you last. And for once? I think I am good, in general." Not great. He would never be that not with a war on their door and a thousand other things constantly vying for his attention. But at least Remi wasn't furious with the world and taking his anger out on anyone who dared to get close to him.
"How have you been?" Padding up the stairs to where the pair had once had their first date, Remi comfortably sinks down into one of the chairs that his body remembers, even if his mind does not.
did it bend or did I break?
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.
