REMI
the alchemist
I've said that hope I'll never find
To my myself I must confide
To my myself I must confide
Remi turns his head, even though some part of him doesn't want to. He doesn't want to see what it was that Safrin had offered to make Ronin so conflicted about it all, if only because he thinks that it has to be something that he can't possibly offer. Only...what he sees makes him gasp for breath, the sound almost joyful as he narrows his eyes, trying to see what it was that he was clearly missing out on.
"But...why can't we have this?" Remi wonders. "Or..I suppose what I mean, is how can Safrin offer it to you?" He adds, blinking back his confusion as he adds to the fantasy Ronin has breathed into life around them.
Chaos was certainly part of their lives, but Remi adds to the scene a robe—the one Cian had offered Ronin for joining the Order. And who had placed Ronin there? Safrin. Why were they in Stormbreak at all instead of some meadow surrounded by woods and love? Because Safrin had called him to Stormbreak. The children who ran and played and called out to one another did sour something in the alchemist he couldn't quite name. Arguments of but you said it was alright linger on his tongue, and while he swallows back the words, he lets the emotions flow freely enough into Ronin. No lies, after all.
"Is it the life you want? Or...her?"
"But...why can't we have this?" Remi wonders. "Or..I suppose what I mean, is how can Safrin offer it to you?" He adds, blinking back his confusion as he adds to the fantasy Ronin has breathed into life around them.
Chaos was certainly part of their lives, but Remi adds to the scene a robe—the one Cian had offered Ronin for joining the Order. And who had placed Ronin there? Safrin. Why were they in Stormbreak at all instead of some meadow surrounded by woods and love? Because Safrin had called him to Stormbreak. The children who ran and played and called out to one another did sour something in the alchemist he couldn't quite name. Arguments of but you said it was alright linger on his tongue, and while he swallows back the words, he lets the emotions flow freely enough into Ronin. No lies, after all.
"Is it the life you want? Or...her?"
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.
