all we are is skin & bone trained to get along
Listening, Remi nibbled the inside of his lip as he nodded. "Does it ... " Pausing, Remi reconsidered his words for a moment, shifting so that he was facing Ronin in earnest now, one shoulder against the stone-slabs. "How long does it feel like you have been gone?"
As Ronin said he owed the alchemist more than just a nights sleep, Remi had half a mind to agree with him. Instead he just hrrrpp'd playfully under his breath, happily returning Ronin's gaze. For a moment he let his eyes linger over this strange new face, free of scars and appearing strangely youthful for its lack of lines. But there were the same prominent and expressive brows, the obnoxiously dark eyelashes, the deep blue eyes.
"Now?" The alchemist protested with a tilt of his head. "It is hardly morning. And if you try and get the little miss to do anything other than squawk before she has eaten, you are in for a rude surprise."
As Ronin said he owed the alchemist more than just a nights sleep, Remi had half a mind to agree with him. Instead he just hrrrpp'd playfully under his breath, happily returning Ronin's gaze. For a moment he let his eyes linger over this strange new face, free of scars and appearing strangely youthful for its lack of lines. But there were the same prominent and expressive brows, the obnoxiously dark eyelashes, the deep blue eyes.
"Now?" The alchemist protested with a tilt of his head. "It is hardly morning. And if you try and get the little miss to do anything other than squawk before she has eaten, you are in for a rude surprise."
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.
