REMI
the alchemist
& my heart ran away with me
"You don't need to tell me." Remi agrees, feeling strangely melancholic about it, as if having been reminded of just how wonderful Ronin is, has only reinforced the notion in the Lullaby's mind that he absolutely didn't deserve him. "I will tell him." He agrees through a half smile while his right hand secretly carves R+R on the bench seat with one of its talons.
He doesn't know, but isolation has dampened the Lullaby's imagination enough that he can't picture what it might have been like. Remi's smile, genuine at first, wavers ever so slightly as he bites the tip of his tongue sharply enough to have pinpricks of tears beating at the back of his eyes. Rediscovering everything also includes sex, and more important, sex with Sunjata, and though he is neither lusting after Isla because of her ascended bite nor is a seasonal mess like Ronin, Remi still finds a way to find himself stiff with jealousy.
Clearing his throat, don't be selfish, don't be selfish, don't be selfish, Remi forces himself to brighten. "Anything you have left to rediscover? Or discover for the first time, perhaps?"
He doesn't know, but isolation has dampened the Lullaby's imagination enough that he can't picture what it might have been like. Remi's smile, genuine at first, wavers ever so slightly as he bites the tip of his tongue sharply enough to have pinpricks of tears beating at the back of his eyes. Rediscovering everything also includes sex, and more important, sex with Sunjata, and though he is neither lusting after Isla because of her ascended bite nor is a seasonal mess like Ronin, Remi still finds a way to find himself stiff with jealousy.
Clearing his throat, don't be selfish, don't be selfish, don't be selfish, Remi forces himself to brighten. "Anything you have left to rediscover? Or discover for the first time, perhaps?"
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.
