REMI
the alchemist
I've said that hope I'll never find
To my myself I must confide
To my myself I must confide
"Then...what makes you think you could live that life with her?" Remi wonders. "Unless...you do not want to be this man anymore?" Free of judgement or accusation, the alchemist merely shivers as the world darkens. He knows precisely what it is to wake up and hate the person that you've become. He also knows that just as Ronin has with him, Remi would work to help the Star become whoever it was he wanted to be. Even if the end result was a man unable to love the Lullaby anymore. Or perhaps, who would simply rather someone else.
Remi bites down hard on all he wants to say in response and forces himself to listen. Exhaling into the crook of Ronin's neck, the alchemist closes his eyes tightly as his mind frantically tries to puzzle out how much he might offer any god willing to hear him, to undo what it is he'd done. "Then let's have it." Pulling back to peer into his husband's eyes, Remi offers a smile that's as naive as it is reckless. "Leave the Order. We will go somewhere else. When the war comes we will do what we have to, but until then? We will hunt monsters and raise our..." He means to say children, but there's more he needs to say about that so that it might not sound quite so flippant.
"Aoife felt like mine as much as that was possible, but she was Vanya's, first, no matter what happened. And then Seren..." It was just as complicated and painful; now with Ronin on the other side of an unexpected pregnancy, he could perhaps better understand how it had been for Remi. "..even Mateo was something I created without you, that Ludo willed to life." Tucked away in a dream, it was still hard to say the words without feeling as though the world was listening. "We did not choose together, any of them." He murmurs, his throat suddenly tight. "I think I just assumed...somehow it would always be like that. It is not that I do not want more children, but I..." Wincing despite his smile, Remi presses his lips together to keep the sob that builds at the back of his throat caged there. "..I did not want them like that."
Remi bites down hard on all he wants to say in response and forces himself to listen. Exhaling into the crook of Ronin's neck, the alchemist closes his eyes tightly as his mind frantically tries to puzzle out how much he might offer any god willing to hear him, to undo what it is he'd done. "Then let's have it." Pulling back to peer into his husband's eyes, Remi offers a smile that's as naive as it is reckless. "Leave the Order. We will go somewhere else. When the war comes we will do what we have to, but until then? We will hunt monsters and raise our..." He means to say children, but there's more he needs to say about that so that it might not sound quite so flippant.
"Aoife felt like mine as much as that was possible, but she was Vanya's, first, no matter what happened. And then Seren..." It was just as complicated and painful; now with Ronin on the other side of an unexpected pregnancy, he could perhaps better understand how it had been for Remi. "..even Mateo was something I created without you, that Ludo willed to life." Tucked away in a dream, it was still hard to say the words without feeling as though the world was listening. "We did not choose together, any of them." He murmurs, his throat suddenly tight. "I think I just assumed...somehow it would always be like that. It is not that I do not want more children, but I..." Wincing despite his smile, Remi presses his lips together to keep the sob that builds at the back of his throat caged there. "..I did not want them like that."
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.
