kidnap me from my reality & crushed pieces of my soul
Felix might not, and perhaps not even Ianto will, but Remi does. He'd been half-asleep on the couch when Vai came and then passed into the kitchen. It was the smell of food that pulled him finally from sleep, causing the Alchemist to rather comically poking a sleepy head over the back of the couch to peer into the kitchen with narrowed but interested eyes.
Padding softly into the kitchen, wearing only a pair of Ronin's sweatpants and a tattered blanket wrapped around his shoulders (stolen from Sugar's den, obviously), Remi leans against the doorframe with a sly grin. "How did you know I needed a snack?" He asks offering the witch a crooked smile and not at all hiding the way he sniffs at the air.
Padding softly into the kitchen, wearing only a pair of Ronin's sweatpants and a tattered blanket wrapped around his shoulders (stolen from Sugar's den, obviously), Remi leans against the doorframe with a sly grin. "How did you know I needed a snack?" He asks offering the witch a crooked smile and not at all hiding the way he sniffs at the air.
colour me outside the lines
until my shattered heart is whole
REMI
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.
