Flamethrowing Head Bopper

maybe i'm a runaway train, maybe i'm a feather in a hurricane

but maybe that's a good thing

The sudden cacophony of sound had the alchemist looking up immediately from his work bench in the back. Not normally averse to children—he had one of his own, after all—still he was taken aback by the sight of one so young storming so confidently into his shop. Raising a brow and setting down his current project, the alchemist tilted his head slightly to the side as Bea announced her reason for coming to him.

Not that it made a lick of sense, at first at least.

"A head bopper?" He repeated quizzically.

Remi

Table coding by Sky, inspiration from Jae!