remi
I had a dream about a burning house. You were stuck inside, I couldn't get you out
I lay beside you and pulled you close. And the two of us went up in smoke
As Loren moved to embrace the captain, Remi's heart clenched. Not out of jealousy by any means, but merely because in the wake of all that had happened–perhaps absurdly so–Loren's touch was all that the alchemist craved. His mind was dizzy for his need and despite the orders and direction between called out, the lingering warmth and feel of the librarian against him invaded the former shape-changers thoughts such that his mouth felt dry and his focus was made weak.
Perhaps for the better, his attention was grabbed by Celosia, whose comment immediately coaxed a distracted but genuine smile. "I suppose I haven't much of a choice, do I?" The alchemist said with a laugh, running a hand through his curls. Glancing around at the barren landscape, he shrugged before turning back to the former elementalist. "Though I think I preferred the garden to...wherever this is.
As Ashetta threw her arms around Vai, the alchemist stepped back with a wide grin. He was of course happy to see the assassin, but even more so he was happy to see mother and daughter reunited again.
Hearing his name, Remi turned with bright anticipation recognizing the sound almost instantly. Delphine. Finding the hazel-eyed woman moving towards him, he parted from Vai and Cel moving to her swiftly. Reaching his arms around her, he pulled Delphine into a tight hug, before dropping to his knees to regard the girls. Had they always been this big? Had they...Blinking slightly, Remi shook his head. Why were his thoughts so cloudy? "Hello you two." He whispered to Bryony and Acantha, winking at them playfully. Rising to regard their mother, Remi offered her a sad smile and shook his head. "I've no idea...I don't think anyone does at the moment.."
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Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
