maybe i'm a runaway train, maybe i'm a feather in a hurricane
"And gods help you if one bites you." Remi adds with a chuckle that turns dry in the back of his throat. Though he's only sparred with a few ascended, he wouldn't put it past one of them to use such a tactic during a real fight. And gods but it would be disorienting.
'Ah, well. I'm not so sure how to help with that." Remi replies, now inspecting the clouds through narrowed lashes. "You could...always use some sort of item? Something to keep between you and whatever is coming at you? It might make you feel a little less...cowardly that way? Then again," Forgetting himself, Remi's eyes lower to the fox's hands upon which many rings sparkle in the light. "Your hands are probably fairly deadly as they are." But of course Remi doesn't see the grime beneath Ianto's fingernails, but instead remembers the way those hands felt pressed against him, touching places long since abandoned by any other than his own hand.
Clearing his throat and looking up again, directly into the sun this time because why not, Remi shrugs. "Or whatever you think would work." He concludes lamely, praying the sun could burn away his memories as easily as it was his retinas.
'Ah, well. I'm not so sure how to help with that." Remi replies, now inspecting the clouds through narrowed lashes. "You could...always use some sort of item? Something to keep between you and whatever is coming at you? It might make you feel a little less...cowardly that way? Then again," Forgetting himself, Remi's eyes lower to the fox's hands upon which many rings sparkle in the light. "Your hands are probably fairly deadly as they are." But of course Remi doesn't see the grime beneath Ianto's fingernails, but instead remembers the way those hands felt pressed against him, touching places long since abandoned by any other than his own hand.
Clearing his throat and looking up again, directly into the sun this time because why not, Remi shrugs. "Or whatever you think would work." He concludes lamely, praying the sun could burn away his memories as easily as it was his retinas.
THE LULLABY
maybe it's a long gray game, but maybe that's a good thing
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.
