you trace my lines, stirring my soul
Remi has all but nuzzled his way ontop of Ronin, his nose firmly under the Star's chin and his arms wound tightly around him. If the Star thought that just a leg around Remi was going to do the trick, especially on this first night away from each other, he was sorely mistaken.
"That sounds...really nice, actually." Remi murmurs, of the Celestine, having no idea that he'd actually already been there already. "Just so long as you don't grow attached to any other manticores." He adds crookedly, wings sprouting from his back to drape over himself and the Star.
"That sounds...really nice, actually." Remi murmurs, of the Celestine, having no idea that he'd actually already been there already. "Just so long as you don't grow attached to any other manticores." He adds crookedly, wings sprouting from his back to drape over himself and the Star.
THE ALCHEMIST
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.
