are you really going to talk about timing in times like these?
"Can you imagine if all the relics turn out to be the sort of thing Ianto would have sold out of his wagon? Useful but only to an extent?" Remi grins, very easily able to imagine it. Such would be the will of the gods and in line with the ominous warning they'd all received, to be sent on a scavenger hunt for lacklustre oddities.
Taking a stumbling step forward as he's tugged towards Ronin, Remi intentionally lets himself collide with his husband as if caught entirely off-balance. "Can you even promise such a thing?" So saying, the alchemist leans forward but with intentional and obvious slowness. His eyes remain on Ronin's even as their lips very nearly touch. In an effort to make a liar out of his husband, the alchemist reaches a hand out to grasp Ronin's hip as he breathes in a soft gasp against his husband's lower lip, daring it to grow crooked and ragged.
Taking a stumbling step forward as he's tugged towards Ronin, Remi intentionally lets himself collide with his husband as if caught entirely off-balance. "Can you even promise such a thing?" So saying, the alchemist leans forward but with intentional and obvious slowness. His eyes remain on Ronin's even as their lips very nearly touch. In an effort to make a liar out of his husband, the alchemist reaches a hand out to grasp Ronin's hip as he breathes in a soft gasp against his husband's lower lip, daring it to grow crooked and ragged.
remi
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.
