are you really going to talk about timing in times like these?
His hand nearly covers the entirety of her belly, and he's reminded in a flash of how his hands had nearly been able to curl around her waist. "If I can ever help with anything, you need only ask. You might be queen here now, but the Greatwood will always protect you should you need it." Remi whispers solemnly, his thumb tracing a soft semicircle over her belly as if he might impart the promise onto the life within as well.
'Plenty to pluck.' Remi offers; from long golden flight feathers to the white downy feathers closer to his body, the alchemist has feathers aplenty that Safrin might burn. Perhaps it would make a good offering if nothing else.
Feeling a bit like a beast chained by melody, Remi stills utterly beneath Maeve's fingers. The moment of green eyes curtain by feathers is only broken by a soft chuckle on his part, as he rolls his eyes at himself. "I did try." He points out, cheeks turning a charming shade of coral. "Once upon a time I knew what I was doing. Or at least, I thought I did."
'Plenty to pluck.' Remi offers; from long golden flight feathers to the white downy feathers closer to his body, the alchemist has feathers aplenty that Safrin might burn. Perhaps it would make a good offering if nothing else.
Feeling a bit like a beast chained by melody, Remi stills utterly beneath Maeve's fingers. The moment of green eyes curtain by feathers is only broken by a soft chuckle on his part, as he rolls his eyes at himself. "I did try." He points out, cheeks turning a charming shade of coral. "Once upon a time I knew what I was doing. Or at least, I thought I did."
remi
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.
