It had been a while since Remi had seen Phoebe. Far too long in fact, though after everything that had happened as of late the past few weeks had been an absolute blur. He hoped that with Flowerbirth nearly over that she would have found herself busy too, it being a season of fertility and birth and whatnot, such that his absence might not have been so keenly felt.
He showed up with flowers though, just the same.
Sweet white wildflowers that smelled of spring and made promises of warmer days to come were nestled tightly together, bound by some twine. Opening the door to the college, Remi tilted his head slightly and listened, waiting to hear the familiar sound of lectures or whatnot from within and not wanting to disturb the scholarly are were one taking place.
He showed up with flowers though, just the same.
Sweet white wildflowers that smelled of spring and made promises of warmer days to come were nestled tightly together, bound by some twine. Opening the door to the college, Remi tilted his head slightly and listened, waiting to hear the familiar sound of lectures or whatnot from within and not wanting to disturb the scholarly are were one taking place.
who's got their claws in you my friend?
into your heart i'll b e a t again
into your heart i'll b e a t again
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.
