walked out this morning and i wrote down this song.
i just can't remember who to send it to
i just can't remember who to send it to
Remi didn't return the sentiment.
"Oliver, I am stronger than you. Have more magic than you. A minute ago you didn't even know what this was. How is it you're going to help me?" The words were said in a flat affect, Remi's once musical voice now entirely without emotion. Glancing towards Oliver with a raised brow, the scarring on his throat from where he'd tried to claw it out was gruesome and clear. Indeed the scar tissue on his chest where he and Aoife had been skewered was just as misshapen and obvious.
"Oliver, I am stronger than you. Have more magic than you. A minute ago you didn't even know what this was. How is it you're going to help me?" The words were said in a flat affect, Remi's once musical voice now entirely without emotion. Glancing towards Oliver with a raised brow, the scarring on his throat from where he'd tried to claw it out was gruesome and clear. Indeed the scar tissue on his chest where he and Aoife had been skewered was just as misshapen and obvious.
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.
