the lullaby
Remi, in order to avoid all the social niceties that come with an event such as this, has opted to be the bonfire upon which @ Ronin roasts the food. Sitting within a circle of stones, the Lullaby burns brightly, occasionally letting his flames dance higher in lieu of waving at someone he knew.
'You know, I prefer this.' Remi advises, turning green eyes made a pale yellow by the fire toward his husband and curling tendrils of flame towards him. "I am going to make an effort now that we've moved back, but this lets me ease into it." Waggling what might have been his fingers over the spitted ramphire, the fire seems to shrug. "Besides, now that Flora is Queen, if we end the night like we did when last we were all here like this, she might decide to throw us both in jail." Fairly featureless as an ifrit, Remi still manages to grin mischievously.
'You know, I prefer this.' Remi advises, turning green eyes made a pale yellow by the fire toward his husband and curling tendrils of flame towards him. "I am going to make an effort now that we've moved back, but this lets me ease into it." Waggling what might have been his fingers over the spitted ramphire, the fire seems to shrug. "Besides, now that Flora is Queen, if we end the night like we did when last we were all here like this, she might decide to throw us both in jail." Fairly featureless as an ifrit, Remi still manages to grin mischievously.
Every shade of hurt you know
From the deep blue to the marigold
It's gonna make sense someday lookin' back
From the deep blue to the marigold
It's gonna make sense someday lookin' back
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.
