REMI
the lullaby
"Lava doesn't live, Ronin. It flows." Remi points out as if that has any bearing at all on what they're doing. Similar to the Star, the alchemist has left his shirt to dry on the rocks. Amalia's claws also cut through a good portion of it, but luckily the fabric magically healed itself again. Not so for his skin, but that hardly matters.
Giving his husband an unimpressed look, though the easy affection he'll feel through their bond flies in the face of his sour expression, Remi absolutely does not see the Shield behind the Star. Amalia is smaller than Ronin but perhaps most importantly, the alchemist's gaze is firmly fixed upon the huntsman's blue eyes.
Giving his husband an unimpressed look, though the easy affection he'll feel through their bond flies in the face of his sour expression, Remi absolutely does not see the Shield behind the Star. Amalia is smaller than Ronin but perhaps most importantly, the alchemist's gaze is firmly fixed upon the huntsman's blue eyes.
Maybe it's my fault for forgetting
Who I was when I was mine.
Who I was when I was mine.
I've come to realize this one thing:
You couldn't fix what I couldn't find
You couldn't fix what I couldn't find
Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection
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.
