REMI
the lullaby
I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Upon my liar's chair
"Oh," Remi chuckles, not noticing the sudden spark of anger that dashes across Locke's face, the way a more observant man might have done. "Only that it is a bit like a vegetarian owning a butchery." There's amusement that coats his words, suggesting he hadn't meant offence. "I only meant that...well, she must like you, in order to give away her livelihood to you for free. That's all."
That his relationship had come through the other side, stronger for it, has Remi nodding in firm agreement. "Who would have known being honest was the key to it all." He says with a boyish laugh; of course honesty was the key to it. Everyone knew that. It just...wasn't always easy in practice, as Lullaby and Star had learned firsthand.
With an easy chuckle, Remi raises his eyes and nods emphatically; yes. "Not seconds later. Not even minutes later." If he was meant to be embarrassed by this, it doesn't show at all in his sunny expression. 'And no, Ludo did not. It all works quite well...though not with women, I suppose." Thoughts of Isla flicker through his thoughts. "Most women, anyway."
Grinning steadily at the other man, the Lullaby raises a brow. "You cannot lift half what I could." He says, and if there's a challenge in his tone, it's wrapped up in his thick and honeyed accent. "I do have god magic and some shit." Remi agrees. "Though, that it all comes from Ludo, most of it deals with death." His smile, boyish and bright, fades by degrees. 'But I do not dole out death, as a favour.' The Lullaby adds in a low tone.
That his relationship had come through the other side, stronger for it, has Remi nodding in firm agreement. "Who would have known being honest was the key to it all." He says with a boyish laugh; of course honesty was the key to it. Everyone knew that. It just...wasn't always easy in practice, as Lullaby and Star had learned firsthand.
With an easy chuckle, Remi raises his eyes and nods emphatically; yes. "Not seconds later. Not even minutes later." If he was meant to be embarrassed by this, it doesn't show at all in his sunny expression. 'And no, Ludo did not. It all works quite well...though not with women, I suppose." Thoughts of Isla flicker through his thoughts. "Most women, anyway."
Grinning steadily at the other man, the Lullaby raises a brow. "You cannot lift half what I could." He says, and if there's a challenge in his tone, it's wrapped up in his thick and honeyed accent. "I do have god magic and some shit." Remi agrees. "Though, that it all comes from Ludo, most of it deals with death." His smile, boyish and bright, fades by degrees. 'But I do not dole out death, as a favour.' The Lullaby adds in a low tone.
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.
