all our lives i watched you search beneath the fallen skies
"Remember what I said about you still being concussed?" Remi smirked, looking adorably flustered by the compliment, however ridiculous it may have been.
Forgetting all about his shirt—what did it matter, he could make another—Remi chuckled at the thought. Glancing over, Remi flashed Ronin a smile composed entirely of sharpened white fangs. Which, on the boyish and gentle alchemist was a rather absurd sight. "You overestimate my willpower." He quipped with a guilty smile. "But I will have you know that I might have a uniform as well." The thought hadn't occurred to him until just now, and raising a brow he glanced sidelong at Ronin with a playful nudge as they made their way out of the guildhall.
~FIN
Forgetting all about his shirt—what did it matter, he could make another—Remi chuckled at the thought. Glancing over, Remi flashed Ronin a smile composed entirely of sharpened white fangs. Which, on the boyish and gentle alchemist was a rather absurd sight. "You overestimate my willpower." He quipped with a guilty smile. "But I will have you know that I might have a uniform as well." The thought hadn't occurred to him until just now, and raising a brow he glanced sidelong at Ronin with a playful nudge as they made their way out of the guildhall.
~FIN
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.
