REMI
the lullaby
Remi's pants are still half-way undone, his fingers having halted when the conversation turned properly to Nate. Frowning down at Ronin, the alchemist stubbornly refuses the affection and chooses to childishly kick off his pants instead. "Tell me. But for my life, Mateo and Seren's lives, is there anything you wouldn't do for Safrin?" Glancing over his shoulder, naked as well and stomping towards the River, Remi considers his point made.
Up to his knees in the whirling water, Remi takes a sip of air before forcing himself down. Adrenaline races up the back of his throat with the chill, but quickly his body acclimatizes and he's left feeling quite cool and disembodied. "Well, no one ever said Nate was smart." Remi counters. "Perhaps the hit on Isla was meant to ensure Nate's role as most prominent doctor? And...who knows, perhaps the fires in Torchline were meant to target me, through you, given your friendship with Sunjata....or maybe Nate was just done running the Advocates." Ronin's membership afforded Remi at least enough information to know where the group was, even if the rest of the details were vague.
"Even without the fires, until Nate vows to face me himself if it ever comes to that, I do not want Mateo anywhere near Nate." Remi's expression screams coward, even though his lips are too busy snarling in disgust to say anything of the sort.
Up to his knees in the whirling water, Remi takes a sip of air before forcing himself down. Adrenaline races up the back of his throat with the chill, but quickly his body acclimatizes and he's left feeling quite cool and disembodied. "Well, no one ever said Nate was smart." Remi counters. "Perhaps the hit on Isla was meant to ensure Nate's role as most prominent doctor? And...who knows, perhaps the fires in Torchline were meant to target me, through you, given your friendship with Sunjata....or maybe Nate was just done running the Advocates." Ronin's membership afforded Remi at least enough information to know where the group was, even if the rest of the details were vague.
"Even without the fires, until Nate vows to face me himself if it ever comes to that, I do not want Mateo anywhere near Nate." Remi's expression screams coward, even though his lips are too busy snarling in disgust to say anything of the sort.
Like you'd get your knuckles bloody for me
Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection
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.
