walked out this morning and i wrote down this song.
i just can't remember who to send it to
i just can't remember who to send it to
Who'n the fuk is'iss chump? The merchant asked distractedly at the idiot racing a wagon down the beach. Uninterested in the politics of this place, Remi ignored the question, politely nodding his distant disapproval. Trading a bit of coloured cloth for a fish wrapped in sweetly-spiced seaweed, Remi turned at the sound of his name.
Though he wasn't emerging sun-bronzed and naked from the sea, the sight of Ronin like this still stole his breath just the same. Blue-eyes bright and hair boyishly tousled, Ronin looked like a character from any story when it was too early to tell who was the villain and who the hero.
Offering the merchant an unapologetic nod and easily navigating down the rickety stairs back to the beach in a single leap, Remi glanced from the mare back to his husband with a shameless look of delight as they neared. "I have caught and seasoned this lovely breakfast all on my own, and you bring me a sweaty mare and some rickety boards?" Tutting under his breath he flashed the hunter a darkly disapproving look.
Though he wasn't emerging sun-bronzed and naked from the sea, the sight of Ronin like this still stole his breath just the same. Blue-eyes bright and hair boyishly tousled, Ronin looked like a character from any story when it was too early to tell who was the villain and who the hero.
Offering the merchant an unapologetic nod and easily navigating down the rickety stairs back to the beach in a single leap, Remi glanced from the mare back to his husband with a shameless look of delight as they neared. "I have caught and seasoned this lovely breakfast all on my own, and you bring me a sweaty mare and some rickety boards?" Tutting under his breath he flashed the hunter a darkly disapproving look.
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.
