he said "i bet you don't remember me"
"No, of course you don't." The alchemist agrees smoothly. "I am just trying to understand how you don't." He adds, glancing at her appraisingly over his shoulder (she being as tall as he was already), before shrugging. "Muscle, mm? I am more than just my body, you know." Remi says, feigning a pout as he sniffs and looks away. Actually, being used for his body was about the most uncomplicated thing the world could ask of him these days, and he really didn't mind. Especially not when it was Fiadh doing the asking.
"Or all three." Remi suggests with a low chuckle, before snorting. "If it was larger than that, everyone in the desert would want to come and swim. Sometimes bigger is not always better." He says before laughing at his own suggestion; bigger was almost always better. Following along, Remi looms in Fiadh's shadow. Not casting one himself, it's like he's some sort of odd extension of thegthrifter.
"Or all three." Remi suggests with a low chuckle, before snorting. "If it was larger than that, everyone in the desert would want to come and swim. Sometimes bigger is not always better." He says before laughing at his own suggestion; bigger was almost always better. Following along, Remi looms in Fiadh's shadow. Not casting one himself, it's like he's some sort of odd extension of the
THE ALCHEMIST
and i said, "only every other memory".
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.
