for 1000 nights i've been a restless soul
Remi can't help but be sheepish in the wake of his relief. He slips the ring on his finger, running his tongue over his teeth as Ronin wraps an arm around him. "I mean...that's why you married me, isn't it?" He asks with a crooked smile, turning into his husband and, given how muddy they both are already, thinks very little of pushing Ronin over into the chilly mud. Lavishing his husband's bare chest in kisses that lead up to the Star's neck, Remi pauses as he holds himself over him, beaming down.
"It's a good thing you were here to talk some sense into me." He croons, half teasing, half genuinely appreciative. Glancing down at the hawk-shape that spans the Star's shoulder, the Alchemist smirks to himself thoughtfully. "I wonder if anyone could make magical tattoos...Much harder to lose a tattoo." Not impossible of course, and honestly, the fact that neither of them has lost any digits or limbs is statistically improbable at this point, but still.
"It's a good thing you were here to talk some sense into me." He croons, half teasing, half genuinely appreciative. Glancing down at the hawk-shape that spans the Star's shoulder, the Alchemist smirks to himself thoughtfully. "I wonder if anyone could make magical tattoos...Much harder to lose a tattoo." Not impossible of course, and honestly, the fact that neither of them has lost any digits or limbs is statistically improbable at this point, but still.
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.
