REMI
the alchemist
What good are hands
if there's nothing that they hold
if there's nothing that they hold
'Then what point is there to Isla calling them their queen? Or...overseer, or whatever it is?" Remi wants to know, his voice growing more and more frustrated as the reasons why he and the Remedy couldn't be in each other's lives seem to scream at him.
"Maybe I will see about having some sort of fire shift, next." Remi says, idly tapping his foot and imagining strolling through the Grounds during Leaf Change and setting the whole place ablaze. 'Mmm?' Glancing at the splashes made by Ronin's toes, the alchemist can't help but smile. "The old leviathan in the bathtub trick, mm?" He wonders, of Ronin sleeping in the tub. "No way I would let your muscles stiffen up, I can promise you that." Rising and extending a hand down to Ronin to help him out, Remi reaches for a towel that he might immediately wrap the Huntsman up in it.
"Maybe I will see about having some sort of fire shift, next." Remi says, idly tapping his foot and imagining strolling through the Grounds during Leaf Change and setting the whole place ablaze. 'Mmm?' Glancing at the splashes made by Ronin's toes, the alchemist can't help but smile. "The old leviathan in the bathtub trick, mm?" He wonders, of Ronin sleeping in the tub. "No way I would let your muscles stiffen up, I can promise you that." Rising and extending a hand down to Ronin to help him out, Remi reaches for a towel that he might immediately wrap the Huntsman up in it.
And what good are hearts
if you bury them all alone?
if you bury them all alone?
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.
