for 1000 nights i've been a restless soul
Remi is absolutely fixated on the hel before him which is lucky as it turns out, because if he wasn't, he might have dropped from the sky. To see Ronin, tanned and scarred, the v-muscles low on his abdomen like beacons directing his gaze down to what was only veiled in sweatpant-material, the Star's hair tousled by the wind as he rode a literal cloud to save the die, would surely have done the Alchemist's heart in. His knees, certainly.
Gods if he wasn't married the most unbelievably handsome fuck(up) of a man that ever dared to live.
Wonder of wonders, the unnecessarily powerful amount of magic thrown at the bird all but vaporizes it in the air. A few errant and comical feathers trickle down, but there is not a ring to be seen, and below? Well, below there is a storm-churned sea that yields wedding rings as rarely as she reveals her secrets.
Gods if he wasn't married the most unbelievably handsome fuck(up) of a man that ever dared to live.
Wonder of wonders, the unnecessarily powerful amount of magic thrown at the bird all but vaporizes it in the air. A few errant and comical feathers trickle down, but there is not a ring to be seen, and below? Well, below there is a storm-churned sea that yields wedding rings as rarely as she reveals her secrets.
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.
