all we are is skin & bone trained to get along
"Don't let Roana here you say that, or the question of who would have won that election will finally be settled." He joked back with a tentative and crooked grin.
As Ronin took Aoife, the alchemist wrapped one arm around his ribs and ran the other through his curls in an attempt to keep himself occupied as Aoife initially began to fidget in her father's arms. He felt his fingers twitch with the desire to snatch her back and soothe her, and the words the guildmaster offered seemed to only gently stroke the top of the strange amalgamation of things Remi was feeling.
Uncomfortably Remi merely shrugged and looked down, his eyes focused on his crossed arm as if the hair there was suddenly the most interesting thing in the world. Then, realizing what an absolute idiot he was being, looked up and offered Ronin a shaky and apologetic look. "So...what happened? How...how are you here? Like this?"
As Ronin took Aoife, the alchemist wrapped one arm around his ribs and ran the other through his curls in an attempt to keep himself occupied as Aoife initially began to fidget in her father's arms. He felt his fingers twitch with the desire to snatch her back and soothe her, and the words the guildmaster offered seemed to only gently stroke the top of the strange amalgamation of things Remi was feeling.
Uncomfortably Remi merely shrugged and looked down, his eyes focused on his crossed arm as if the hair there was suddenly the most interesting thing in the world. Then, realizing what an absolute idiot he was being, looked up and offered Ronin a shaky and apologetic look. "So...what happened? How...how are you here? Like this?"
forever going with the flow, but you're friction
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.
