for 1000 nights i've been a restless soul
"You should hear it on our roof." Remi said, taking off his jacket and scarf and hanging them up. Pausing, he decided to step out of his boots as well. He'd just leave a puddle before Ronin's cell if he kept them on much longer. Ruffling a hand through his curls to remove the lingering moisture, the alchemist grabbed a chair and slid it towards the bars of the cell with his basket in hand.
Raising a brow at not only the sight of his husband but his question, the alchemist paused both skeptically and thoughtfully. "You have tried that one before." He said pointedly, having heard many an excuse from Ronin's blighted alter-ego to try and get out of jail. "But no, not that I know of." Though that did not necessarily mean much, given just how absurdly little there was to properly go on in terms of the roses and potential next steps.
Raising a brow at not only the sight of his husband but his question, the alchemist paused both skeptically and thoughtfully. "You have tried that one before." He said pointedly, having heard many an excuse from Ronin's blighted alter-ego to try and get out of jail. "But no, not that I know of." Though that did not necessarily mean much, given just how absurdly little there was to properly go on in terms of the roses and potential next steps.
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.
