the lullaby
Though Remi certainly appreciates a good pun these days, it's with a rather flat expression that he looks to Danta before stretching out the limits of his fire magic to burn away more of the webbing. Feeling the tug of the other man's magic just as he'd felt Isla's, the Lullaby wants nothing more than to tug his flames away like a woman gathering up her skirts from a mouse. Resisting the urge with a slight clenching of his teeth, Remi continues to fan his fire away from Danta and out into the docks.
Glancing over his shoulder at the ancient's somewhat shrewd observations, he smirks despite himself and nods. "You certainly would think that, but remember the ascended were not people. They were mistakes. As for anyone who stayed in the Grounds? My guess is that even Safrin would not waist her time on those who had clearly chosen to stand on the side of the Voice."
Glancing over his shoulder at the ancient's somewhat shrewd observations, he smirks despite himself and nods. "You certainly would think that, but remember the ascended were not people. They were mistakes. As for anyone who stayed in the Grounds? My guess is that even Safrin would not waist her time on those who had clearly chosen to stand on the side of the Voice."
Every shade of hurt you know
From the deep blue to the marigold
It's gonna make sense someday lookin' back
From the deep blue to the marigold
It's gonna make sense someday lookin' back
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.
