REMI
the alchemist
I've said that hope I'll never find
To my myself I must confide
To my myself I must confide
It is one of those moments where the alchemist is somehow calm in the face of Ronin's turbulence. It's a balancing act between them that they know intuitively, not that it's always helpful. 'Hey—' Ronin's knees hit the ground and Remi feels it like a punch to his gut that winds him utterly. He doesn't stagger though, and as Ronin makes his plea, the alchemist finds himself smiling in the wake of it.
Dropping down that he might be eye to eye with the Star, there is part of him that wants to communicate his feelings with his tongue and lips as much as through his magic. Instead, the moment seeming to call for it, he takes his husband's face in his hands, pressing their foreheads together.
The emotions are like flashes of lightning in a darkened sky as the alchemist tries to form some coherent storyline of his feelings. The moment Ronin's outfit inspires rises to the top, the shaky and unstable longing and grief that the loss of the Star filled the alchemist with like some endless pit of grief. They had been nothing to one another then, not really, and yet the loss of the Star and Aoife's presence in his life had started a love that burned hot life wildfire. Waves of memories and their subsequence emotions batter from behind Remi's eyes into his fingertips as he recalls the various times the pair had failed each other in the past; intentionally and unintentionally both. Always though, behind the reasons and excuses and motivations and justifications was the unwavering need Remi felt to be with the Star. If it was a dark sort of love he felt for Ronin, a thing that would persist even if it was unhealthy, then so be it. Theirs was not picturesque or deserving of a place in Vai's storybooks, but the simple truth of it all, was that for Remi, there was no one else. Selfishness had pulled him from his husband in their combined past, and while it might have made irreparable places in their hearts, they had wings to fly over them now, and a lifespan made long by immortality to get things right.
"I love you Ronin. Not perfectly...but with all that I am."
Dropping down that he might be eye to eye with the Star, there is part of him that wants to communicate his feelings with his tongue and lips as much as through his magic. Instead, the moment seeming to call for it, he takes his husband's face in his hands, pressing their foreheads together.
The emotions are like flashes of lightning in a darkened sky as the alchemist tries to form some coherent storyline of his feelings. The moment Ronin's outfit inspires rises to the top, the shaky and unstable longing and grief that the loss of the Star filled the alchemist with like some endless pit of grief. They had been nothing to one another then, not really, and yet the loss of the Star and Aoife's presence in his life had started a love that burned hot life wildfire. Waves of memories and their subsequence emotions batter from behind Remi's eyes into his fingertips as he recalls the various times the pair had failed each other in the past; intentionally and unintentionally both. Always though, behind the reasons and excuses and motivations and justifications was the unwavering need Remi felt to be with the Star. If it was a dark sort of love he felt for Ronin, a thing that would persist even if it was unhealthy, then so be it. Theirs was not picturesque or deserving of a place in Vai's storybooks, but the simple truth of it all, was that for Remi, there was no one else. Selfishness had pulled him from his husband in their combined past, and while it might have made irreparable places in their hearts, they had wings to fly over them now, and a lifespan made long by immortality to get things right.
"I love you Ronin. Not perfectly...but with all that I am."
That there's no choice outside your mind
when your heart is overthrown
when your heart is overthrown
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.
