i'm a boat in the ocean, & my sails are broken
"MMmm." The Lullaby hums with pointed venom. My shadow he thinks, and briefly considers going to sleep. Sunjata's hands, much larger than he's used to, feel nice. A bit warm he supposes, but beggars and choosers and all that. But then the man is closer and the heat becomes a tirade against his senses, snapping his eyes open.
"Hey, I'm m a r r i e d." The alchemist responds; why Sunjata's mentioning of the temperature should be taken as a come-on when the same words from Remi hadn't been, isn't something he can answer. "Mmm, I'm stronger n'you." The Lullaby protests, though his arm is already around the other man's neck. "Hey. I'like your tattoos." He murmurs dreamily, before remembering just what it is they're trying to do here.
"Make you a deal. I carry you, and you carry me. Yeah?"
"Hey, I'm m a r r i e d." The alchemist responds; why Sunjata's mentioning of the temperature should be taken as a come-on when the same words from Remi hadn't been, isn't something he can answer. "Mmm, I'm stronger n'you." The Lullaby protests, though his arm is already around the other man's neck. "Hey. I'like your tattoos." He murmurs dreamily, before remembering just what it is they're trying to do here.
"Make you a deal. I carry you, and you carry me. Yeah?"
THE LULLABY
give me an oar 'cause you're the shore that I've been trying to reach
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.
