it doesn't matter where you roam, when no one's left to call you home
"What does the closed sign on a brothel say?"
silence
"Beat it, we're closed.." Remi cackles as he flaps his wings with ease at Ronin's side.
"What do you call a vegetable grown in a brothel?"
"Rem—"
"—A brothel sprout. Okay, okay, okay. Just one more?"
Flushed with amusement and the flush of adrenaline that always comes with flying across the sea, the alchemist looks imploring at his husband. "Per favore Ronin? Ancora uno e poi prometto che smetterò." The travelling tongue nearly always worked.
"What do you call it when a brothel worker farts?" Grinning over his shoulder at the Star, looking far too pleased with himself and his wretched sense of humour, Remi waits.
silence
"Beat it, we're closed.." Remi cackles as he flaps his wings with ease at Ronin's side.
"What do you call a vegetable grown in a brothel?"
"Rem—"
"—A brothel sprout. Okay, okay, okay. Just one more?"
Flushed with amusement and the flush of adrenaline that always comes with flying across the sea, the alchemist looks imploring at his husband. "Per favore Ronin? Ancora uno e poi prometto che smetterò." The travelling tongue nearly always worked.
"What do you call it when a brothel worker farts?" Grinning over his shoulder at the Star, looking far too pleased with himself and his wretched sense of humour, Remi waits.
i might have strained a bit too far, i'm countin' all the moonlit stars
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.
