maybe i'm a runaway train, maybe i'm a feather in a hurricane
Remi won't ever know if his affection for Fiadh has to do with his being a parent, or because of the love he feels for her father, but in her lifetime, already the alchemist knows he'll do more than just catch her. He'll be anything she needs, in moments of stupidity and in desperation, both.
She weighs nothing of course, and though Remi wants to hold her fast, he has to remind himself that he could break every bone in her body with one hand. As she Fiadh's against him, Remi blows a stream of focused air in her face before raising a brow down at her. "Now, is that enough excitement for you? Or shall we fix your chariot?" If she was too tired she could always serve as his supervisor, or whistle for the wagon that Ianto might bring them lunch.
She weighs nothing of course, and though Remi wants to hold her fast, he has to remind himself that he could break every bone in her body with one hand. As she Fiadh's against him, Remi blows a stream of focused air in her face before raising a brow down at her. "Now, is that enough excitement for you? Or shall we fix your chariot?" If she was too tired she could always serve as his supervisor, or whistle for the wagon that Ianto might bring them lunch.
THE LULLABY
maybe it's a long gray game, but maybe that's a good thing
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.
