REMI
the alchemist
I've said that hope I'll never find
To my myself I must confide
To my myself I must confide
'Of course not. Neither of those things sound much like you." He quips back, crinkling his nose. "Besides, you're an ascended now. You do not get uneasy. You are the most levelheaded person I know." Leaning over to press a kiss against the top of her head, Remi considered, and then raises a brow. "So if not you, and not Wessex, who then?"
Remi doesn't have to think long before answering, and Isla will likely feel him tense against her as he nods. "I think they probably would not have counted on there being any non-ascended, but...they do not strike me as the sort to worry about casualties. The ends will always justify the means for them." Gravely said, Remi's jaw tightens.
Staring into the darkness that spills out from the corner of the room, Remi takes a slow breath, and then another, and another. "I do not know why I could not see you..." Except, he thinks he does. His eyelashes don't quite flutter all the way closed, though they twitch as thoughts race through the back of his mind. Pulling her slightly closer, he leans fully into the back of the couch and stares blankly up at the ceiling.
"If..it ever comes to it...between you and I...if..I am ever a threat to you..." Remi's eyes sting, despite being free of tears, though he can't quite finish his sentence.
Remi doesn't have to think long before answering, and Isla will likely feel him tense against her as he nods. "I think they probably would not have counted on there being any non-ascended, but...they do not strike me as the sort to worry about casualties. The ends will always justify the means for them." Gravely said, Remi's jaw tightens.
Staring into the darkness that spills out from the corner of the room, Remi takes a slow breath, and then another, and another. "I do not know why I could not see you..." Except, he thinks he does. His eyelashes don't quite flutter all the way closed, though they twitch as thoughts race through the back of his mind. Pulling her slightly closer, he leans fully into the back of the couch and stares blankly up at the ceiling.
"If..it ever comes to it...between you and I...if..I am ever a threat to you..." Remi's eyes sting, despite being free of tears, though he can't quite finish his sentence.
That there's no choice outside your mind
when your heart is overthrown
when your heart is overthrown
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.
