REMI
the alchemist
there's a feeling i get when i look to the west,
& my spirit is crying for leaving.
& my spirit is crying for leaving.
Feeling pleased that Isla’s infirmary was coming together so well, Remi tries to let the weight of his jealousy and boyish want to keep Isla all to himself fade away. It’s impossible not to see how well the medic and the man with one arm go together. Better than she and he ever did. It helps of course, but then, Remi will be the first to admit that not all of his feelings about this are rational.
Making quick work of sweeping, Remi uses both a broom and dust pan as well as his wings and feathered hands to get into every nook and cranny. Humming to himself as he works, in the back of his mind the alchemist’s still wonders who did this in the first place, and how it might be prevented from happening again.
Remi sweeps!
Making quick work of sweeping, Remi uses both a broom and dust pan as well as his wings and feathered hands to get into every nook and cranny. Humming to himself as he works, in the back of his mind the alchemist’s still wonders who did this in the first place, and how it might be prevented from happening again.
Remi sweeps!
in my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees
& the voices of those who stand looking.
& the voices of those who stand looking.
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.
