the baffled king composing hallelujah
"Your proportions are pretty mythical to me already," Ronin quipped easily, a wicked smile flashing across his lips. Injured or not, it seemed that he and Remi would always be ready to flirt and to tease. (Ronin would never get tired of it and he wasn't afraid of saying so).
Watching as the alchemist drained his glass of wine and slinging an arm around him so they could leave the Artisan's Guild together, Ronin shrugged lightheartedly. "Hey, if this army thing is for real, I suppose one plus side will be that I might just have a uniform again. You can take it off with your teeth." He cackled.
Watching as the alchemist drained his glass of wine and slinging an arm around him so they could leave the Artisan's Guild together, Ronin shrugged lightheartedly. "Hey, if this army thing is for real, I suppose one plus side will be that I might just have a uniform again. You can take it off with your teeth." He cackled.
