he had eyes like rain & hair like waves
& a soul as vast and deep as the ocean
& a soul as vast and deep as the ocean
"Handsome men are never to be trusted. Especially not ones who try to lead you into other lands. That only works in books." And indeed, that seems to be true of the two of them. Swallowing down the happy thrill to hear the fox call him handsome however ties his tongue for a moment, and he expels an awkward cough as he'd elbowed in the ribs. "Which is just to say, not at all?" The Alchemist wonders, not at all sure if foxes were good swimmers or not.
'And yet you showed up on my doorstep as a fox." Remi points out, reaching for the pipe to snag it away from his friend with a mischevious smile. "Well.." The Alchemist hums to himself, his lips twisting into a peculiar expression that is almost zebra-like in quality; is it a smile trying to be a frown? or a frown trying to be a smile? "...you can't make old friends, so I think I'd be an idiot not to."
'And yet you showed up on my doorstep as a fox." Remi points out, reaching for the pipe to snag it away from his friend with a mischevious smile. "Well.." The Alchemist hums to himself, his lips twisting into a peculiar expression that is almost zebra-like in quality; is it a smile trying to be a frown? or a frown trying to be a smile? "...you can't make old friends, so I think I'd be an idiot not to."
THE ALCHEMIST
& i guess i didn't mind d r o w n i n g in him.
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.
