we live in a world someone else imagined
"Oh, but you couldn't chase me right now, the atmosphere is all wrong. We need that crisp morning air to really paint the picture. Soon, though." He grins, peering down at Remi and leaning in again to kiss the tip of his nose. The grin turns into a dopey, rather confused little smile when the Lullaby speaks again, and his lips part to ask what's going on when now! rings through the air.
"HEY, what are y-- Remi, no!" Ronin can struggle but, strong as he is, he's no match for his husband who has both superior strength, the element of surprise, and tentacles at the ready if he needs them. So Ronin's increasingly flamboyant curses continue as he's grappled, and Sugar trills her way down from the treetops with what sounds supiciously like laughter.
She breathes a fine layer of frost over the Huntsman's feet, and while she's not licking between his toes (gross, Remi), she does bite them. Hard. It's different to her, go figure.
"HEY, what are y-- Remi, no!" Ronin can struggle but, strong as he is, he's no match for his husband who has both superior strength, the element of surprise, and tentacles at the ready if he needs them. So Ronin's increasingly flamboyant curses continue as he's grappled, and Sugar trills her way down from the treetops with what sounds supiciously like laughter.
She breathes a fine layer of frost over the Huntsman's feet, and while she's not licking between his toes (gross, Remi), she does bite them. Hard. It's different to her, go figure.
the dark star
