This scar I can't reverse, when the more it heals the worse it hurts
"Well it just so happens that thirty seconds is plenty of time. So unless you have a way of stopping my abilities, your claws and knowledge of my body is not enough." Ronin could heal. Vai could heal. He could be with them in an instant if and when he needed to, and neither would need things explained for them if he suddenly showed up bloody and on the brink of death.
"I did not want more children." Remi whispers against her, growing stiff before shivering. It wasn't a complication. It was...too big to be captured by any one word. At least none that Remi knew of.
Smiling into her kiss, the alchemist stills as Isla mentions Nate. It hadn't escaped his attention that she hadn't answered his question, chalking it up simply to the chaos of the moment. To hear that it was Nate, though, has him wondering if it wasn't more strategic than that. "Stronzo." Remi snarls viciously, straightening but not pulling away. "Gods, he just can't let it go." Feathering his jaw, feathers outnumber curls almost instantly as Remi turns his eyes hatefully up toward the ceiling.
"I did not want more children." Remi whispers against her, growing stiff before shivering. It wasn't a complication. It was...too big to be captured by any one word. At least none that Remi knew of.
Smiling into her kiss, the alchemist stills as Isla mentions Nate. It hadn't escaped his attention that she hadn't answered his question, chalking it up simply to the chaos of the moment. To hear that it was Nate, though, has him wondering if it wasn't more strategic than that. "Stronzo." Remi snarls viciously, straightening but not pulling away. "Gods, he just can't let it go." Feathering his jaw, feathers outnumber curls almost instantly as Remi turns his eyes hatefully up toward the ceiling.
REMI
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.
