REMI
the alchemist
I've said that hope I'll never find
To my myself I must confide
To my myself I must confide
'Oh, so being a great liar.' Remi grins in such a way that his entire face seems to light up with boyish amusement. "See? Perfect for you, then." Isla is no liar by a stretch, but in the aftermath of what has happened, the alchemist is more than happy to reach for low hanging fruit if it brings a smile to her face.
'Yes.' Remi replies instantly, before quickly clarifying. "Cian does, anyway. But...it is Ronin who leads the dragoons. He would obviously not do something like this." But the Eye had many resources available to him, so it hardly mattered.
Reaching for one of her hands, he holds it softly in his own, before pressing against one of her fingertips as if she were a cat whose claws he could coax out. "I am most dangerous when I am close." He whispers in a guilty voice, swallowing hard. Lifting her hand as he closes his eyes, his head still reclined against the back of the couch, he'll place her fingers against his neck. Against where his jugular beats. "You would not need to run. You would only need to be close." He adds in a voice that's hardly more than air over his lips as his eyelashes thicken with unshed tears.
Because if Ludo had made it so he couldn't see Isla, what else might the herald do? Why not make it so that it appeared as though Isla was one of the patients? Why not make the Lullaby unknowingly kill his best friend?
'Yes.' Remi replies instantly, before quickly clarifying. "Cian does, anyway. But...it is Ronin who leads the dragoons. He would obviously not do something like this." But the Eye had many resources available to him, so it hardly mattered.
Reaching for one of her hands, he holds it softly in his own, before pressing against one of her fingertips as if she were a cat whose claws he could coax out. "I am most dangerous when I am close." He whispers in a guilty voice, swallowing hard. Lifting her hand as he closes his eyes, his head still reclined against the back of the couch, he'll place her fingers against his neck. Against where his jugular beats. "You would not need to run. You would only need to be close." He adds in a voice that's hardly more than air over his lips as his eyelashes thicken with unshed tears.
Because if Ludo had made it so he couldn't see Isla, what else might the herald do? Why not make it so that it appeared as though Isla was one of the patients? Why not make the Lullaby unknowingly kill his best friend?
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.
