maybe i'm a runaway train, maybe i'm a feather in a hurricane
Remi's head tilts from side to side, conceding the point before pulling in a deep breath that seemed to reach the dust at the bottom of his lungs. "I .... do not know how to answer that, really." He admits after a moment. "I am sure I have learned a few things from it over the years, though nothing is coming to mind just now. I am probably far more willful than it would like me to be." Indeed, Remi had all but demanded answers of both Mort and Vi when the demigods were called before them, all those seasons ago. He had his own mind about things, but then, so did Ludo.
"Oh. That sounds..." Horrifying? Disgusting? "..ingenious, actually." He decides, impressed. "Ronin kills things all the time and likely has any number of bones around." As for human remains? Well. Graveyards weren't hard to find.
Delphia's next question paralyzes the alchemist's lips for a moment, as his eyes fall toward the rushing river. 'What counts as too tightly?"
"Oh. That sounds..." Horrifying? Disgusting? "..ingenious, actually." He decides, impressed. "Ronin kills things all the time and likely has any number of bones around." As for human remains? Well. Graveyards weren't hard to find.
Delphia's next question paralyzes the alchemist's lips for a moment, as his eyes fall toward the rushing river. 'What counts as too tightly?"
THE LULLABY
maybe it's a long gray game, but maybe that's a good thing
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.
