all we are is skin & bone trained to get along
Noticing just how dusty everything was now that the sun could reveal all the nooks and crannies the alchemist had been ignoring, he shivered slightly. This probably wasn't at all good for Aoife's lungs—or his, but that hardly mattered. No wonder Vai had been trying to get him to open the windows all the time.
Just as he was about to do just that, he glanced over his shoulder as Ronin spoke up. "I mean, I am the guildmaster here after all." Remi joked with a grin, conjuring another pillow and threatening to throw it towards his friend. "That is certainly a title you can have back.' He added happily, then let the smile disappear as he nodded more seriously. "Yeah, I will." Remi agreed having already assumed that he would, but finding it...somehow reassuring to know that Ronin wanted him to as well.
Just as he was about to do just that, he glanced over his shoulder as Ronin spoke up. "I mean, I am the guildmaster here after all." Remi joked with a grin, conjuring another pillow and threatening to throw it towards his friend. "That is certainly a title you can have back.' He added happily, then let the smile disappear as he nodded more seriously. "Yeah, I will." Remi agreed having already assumed that he would, but finding it...somehow reassuring to know that Ronin wanted him to as well.
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.
