REMI
the alchemist
"Maybe they will think it is a new style." The Lullaby suggests, though given that today he is back wearing a simple chambray shirt and tan trousers, he's absolutely not the one who should be talking of trends.
Turning, the lilt of his son's accent notifying Remi that he was the dad in question, the Lullaby smiles easily, not looking at all like a man about to have an affair; this might either be a very good or very bad thing, considering. As his eye line drops slightly, the Lullaby tilts his head worriedly to the side. "Bad time?" He wonders, given that he can all but see the shape of his son's erection in his pants.
Only briefly aware of the scuffle of fire behind him, Remi nods politely to the corsetted man behind the counter in appreciation before moving to the side to let other patrons book their rooms.
Turning, the lilt of his son's accent notifying Remi that he was the dad in question, the Lullaby smiles easily, not looking at all like a man about to have an affair; this might either be a very good or very bad thing, considering. As his eye line drops slightly, the Lullaby tilts his head worriedly to the side. "Bad time?" He wonders, given that he can all but see the shape of his son's erection in his pants.
Only briefly aware of the scuffle of fire behind him, Remi nods politely to the corsetted man behind the counter in appreciation before moving to the side to let other patrons book their rooms.
i'm holding onto the pieces of my heart's debris
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.
