& doesn't the white page seem unfinished
without the dark stain of alphabets?
without the dark stain of alphabets?
Around her lower back where both of his arms are now looped, Remi's fingers tighten against her, fully expecting the conclusion of what she has to say to result in her pulling away. That it doesn't, doesn't make his grip soften; not immediately, anyway, though he does exhale. "If it is going to be hard anyway— (huehuehuehueh) —I would rather at least have you close." Remi agrees, though gods it's an excruciating thing to have her against him.
With a snort, Remi nods. "I think he went out there to try and grow plants and just...overexerted himself. So he dug a hole and waited for either help, or to get his strength back." Remi shrugs again (and whether it was a genuine expression of uncertainty or just an excuse to feel his body against hers was up for debate). 'It does sound like something I would do.' He adds.
"And you? How are you, politics and wars aside?"
With a snort, Remi nods. "I think he went out there to try and grow plants and just...overexerted himself. So he dug a hole and waited for either help, or to get his strength back." Remi shrugs again (and whether it was a genuine expression of uncertainty or just an excuse to feel his body against hers was up for debate). 'It does sound like something I would do.' He adds.
"And you? How are you, politics and wars aside?"
the lullaby
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.
