wonderland

Again, the alchemist shook his head decisively. There would be absolutely no punishment handed down unto his husband. Not while his counterpart felt the pulse of his heartbeat against his hands, anyways. Still, for all his piss and vinegar when it came to anyone offering harm to his husband, Remi still flinched as the axe was deeply embedded into the wood. Glancing at it with the eyes of a scientist, Remi noted that while Ronin’s hands still shook slightly, the axe was buried quite deep. Ronin was growing stronger, while growing weaker just the same.

With a groan, Remi shrugged. “What I heard from her was that she was willing to lead during times of war. With Zariah gone, I did not think us there anymore.” That, and Remi didn’t particularly think sending out invitations and keeping an active roster was anyone’s role. They had met some sort of un-vocalized quorum and that was all that mattered. Better with them all, but still more than acceptable without.

As Ronin leaned against the opposite side of the fence, Remi’s eyes softly scoured his lover, noting the sweat, the tension, the smell of earth, the colour of his skin. There was something...darker, now. It was hard to discern, given how painterly and too-vibrant his eyes perceived things now, but there was a strange sort of vignette around Ronin now.

Meeting Ronin’s gaze, Remi complied immediately; lowering himself through the slats of the fence and rising next to Ronin on his side of the fence. With a gentle smile Remi pressed a hand to Ronin’s chest. ”No...no it does not.” He agreed with a doubtful yet optimistic smile.

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