oh but that's the irony: broken people are not fragile
"Alright." The Lullaby hisses. "Not everything just turns rough and rugged because I'm around." Then he grins wickedly, nudging his hip into Ronin's. "Case in point."
The only reason Ronin isn't distracted by the meat on a spit, is because he's already seen it. Remi, who has had to live off of what he's caught himself for dinner, is absolutely entranced. His thoughts tugged away by the sound of Ronin's voice, the alchemist glanced back and shoots his husband a filthy smile. "Who wouldn't want to hang a bauble on your tree?" He wonders, regardless of what a poor innuendo that would turn out to be in practice.
'Well that's horrifying. "Here, I've plucked my husband while he was asleep, and am trying to pass off his feathers as an ornament." Remi grins brightly. "Now who sounds like they should be in the Greatwood."
The only reason Ronin isn't distracted by the meat on a spit, is because he's already seen it. Remi, who has had to live off of what he's caught himself for dinner, is absolutely entranced. His thoughts tugged away by the sound of Ronin's voice, the alchemist glanced back and shoots his husband a filthy smile. "Who wouldn't want to hang a bauble on your tree?" He wonders, regardless of what a poor innuendo that would turn out to be in practice.
'Well that's horrifying. "Here, I've plucked my husband while he was asleep, and am trying to pass off his feathers as an ornament." Remi grins brightly. "Now who sounds like they should be in the Greatwood."
The Lullaby
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.
