REMI
the lullaby
I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Upon my liar's chair
Listen, The Bastion implores, though offers no follow up argument. Ronin was right of course, hence the silence, but Remi didn't need to explicitly say so.
Happy to play the wounded victim if it entails cuddles and other affections, Remi adjusts slightly to better peer up at his husband. "MMmm, me neither, apparently." He mumbles with a small shrug. "Feels like I was hit by a few of your starbolts, so you know, not too bad." Chuckling to himself, he raises his chin to accept the smooch before bristling.
"you did not find me. You watched me fall out of the sky because you are not blind. That is not the same." Remi argues sulkily, before once again falling into the sort of silence that meant fine, you win.
Happy to play the wounded victim if it entails cuddles and other affections, Remi adjusts slightly to better peer up at his husband. "MMmm, me neither, apparently." He mumbles with a small shrug. "Feels like I was hit by a few of your starbolts, so you know, not too bad." Chuckling to himself, he raises his chin to accept the smooch before bristling.
"you did not find me. You watched me fall out of the sky because you are not blind. That is not the same." Remi argues sulkily, before once again falling into the sort of silence that meant fine, you win.
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
I cannot repair
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.
