are you really going to talk about timing in times like these?
How much wood? Well. "Always better to have too much than too little." Remi growls under his breath, unable to rid himself of the scent of adrenaline and mulch or the taste of leather, tangy on his tongue. So it is that if Remi comes back with a few twigs in his curls, one might be inclined to assume he had been very diligent in his wood gathering duties. And, he had been.
Humming under his breath with an ungodly amount of what are basically trees beneath his arms, Remi deposits his hoard where Sera has cleared a space. 'I do not often miss the things I could do before, but moving things with my mind was quite handy.' He says with a slow sigh and then a shrug.
Duplicating himself à la Ronin, another alchemist sporting a pair of wings appears. Both Remi and his duplicate pick up a log and fly into the air, before shooting an inquisitive stare down towards Sera. "Like this?" He calls down, unable to read her blueprints from in the tree, and so needing to rely on her directions.
1. Sera is the boss.
2. Remi and Ronin put the wood where she tells them.
Humming under his breath with an ungodly amount of what are basically trees beneath his arms, Remi deposits his hoard where Sera has cleared a space. 'I do not often miss the things I could do before, but moving things with my mind was quite handy.' He says with a slow sigh and then a shrug.
Duplicating himself à la Ronin, another alchemist sporting a pair of wings appears. Both Remi and his duplicate pick up a log and fly into the air, before shooting an inquisitive stare down towards Sera. "Like this?" He calls down, unable to read her blueprints from in the tree, and so needing to rely on her directions.
1. Sera is the boss.
2. Remi and Ronin put the wood where she tells them.
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.
