REMI
the alchemist
& my heart ran away with me
"I am sure Safrin would say that she's compensating you." The Lullaby snarks with a roll of his eyes. "Maybe she could give you some sort of cup that makes alcohol potent enough for us." Remi suggests, before wondering if that was the sort of thing Deimos might be able to do. Leaning his cheek down on one outstretched arm in an effort to sink further into the sand and away from the sun, Remi reaches out to softly cup Ronin's cheek with his palm.
Despite the sincerity of this gesture, the Lullaby's expression turns wry and boyish as he nods emphatically. "Still are, sometimes." He says, not meaning it at all. "I remember thinking that I would be content to live in or beneath that wagon forever. That I would never want anything more than selling gimmicks out of it while you caught us fish for breakfast." Now the pair lived in a houseboat that Ronin had carted across half the world, situated at the base of a magical waterfall in a mountain range filled with dragons.
'Being back in Torchline like this...it is strange, you know? So much of it is the same, and yet nothing really is."
Despite the sincerity of this gesture, the Lullaby's expression turns wry and boyish as he nods emphatically. "Still are, sometimes." He says, not meaning it at all. "I remember thinking that I would be content to live in or beneath that wagon forever. That I would never want anything more than selling gimmicks out of it while you caught us fish for breakfast." Now the pair lived in a houseboat that Ronin had carted across half the world, situated at the base of a magical waterfall in a mountain range filled with dragons.
'Being back in Torchline like this...it is strange, you know? So much of it is the same, and yet nothing really is."
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.
