aúsi, nos paramas // & still we stand
The silence in Remi's mind is loud. It echoes, impossibly. He feels entirely hollow just now, empty of regret and sorrow and the sort of sympathy that's probably expected of him. One might have thought his empathy magic would have made him just that. Instead, it has made him colder somehow.
Standing with his arms folded across his chest, the Lullaby looks perfectly unassuming save for his knuckles and fingers that bare the marks of his attack on the ascended shrine. No doubt that's another thing Sunjata will be unhappy to hear of, if the conversation ever makes it that far.
"Are you sure?" Remi asks of the man at his side. Ronin has a foot on both sides of this line, and the alchemist certainly doesn't envy his husband's position in all of this. That the Star and Lullaby have come here together, the alchemist can't shake the sense that he'll walk into the Governor's house very much alone.
Standing with his arms folded across his chest, the Lullaby looks perfectly unassuming save for his knuckles and fingers that bare the marks of his attack on the ascended shrine. No doubt that's another thing Sunjata will be unhappy to hear of, if the conversation ever makes it that far.
"Are you sure?" Remi asks of the man at his side. Ronin has a foot on both sides of this line, and the alchemist certainly doesn't envy his husband's position in all of this. That the Star and Lullaby have come here together, the alchemist can't shake the sense that he'll walk into the Governor's house very much alone.
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.
