REMI
the alchemist
What good are hands
if there's nothing that they hold
if there's nothing that they hold
Remi nods, slightly surprised to hear that Seren had been there, and yet...not, just the same. "Atlas, yes." He confirms, giving Seren a wondering look. One touch would confirm or deny his suspicions that she knew more than she was letting on..but what of it? He knew what Hotaru and Deimos had done. And he didn't care.
The blue of Seren's eyes was so much like Ronin's that it made it difficult for Remi to focus so long as he peered into them. Reluctantly, almost, he swipes his fingertips across his eyes before letting his hands return between his knees. "Safrin and Ludo..what they are to Ronin and I in terms of being those who made us demigods...what Safrin is to you as your mother...those are not the only roles they play." Sure that Safrin is listening, judging him for his words, Remi tries to choose them carefully. "But there are things that need doing, such that...no is not an option for us. Not with how you and Mateo were brought into the world."
The blue of Seren's eyes was so much like Ronin's that it made it difficult for Remi to focus so long as he peered into them. Reluctantly, almost, he swipes his fingertips across his eyes before letting his hands return between his knees. "Safrin and Ludo..what they are to Ronin and I in terms of being those who made us demigods...what Safrin is to you as your mother...those are not the only roles they play." Sure that Safrin is listening, judging him for his words, Remi tries to choose them carefully. "But there are things that need doing, such that...no is not an option for us. Not with how you and Mateo were brought into the world."
And what good are hearts
if you bury them all alone?
if you bury them all alone?
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.
