the lullaby
The way up and the way down are one in the same
I'm calling an audible late in the game
I'm calling an audible late in the game
Looking appropriately disbelieving, Remi exhales a breathy chuckle and shakes his head. "Or, there never were any cookies. Maybe whoever was supposed to be making the cookies, forgot, and then lied about it. That sounds much more likely than a ghost who steals cookies and also tidies up." The alchemist muses thoughtfully, thinking that such a lie sounds exactly like the sort of thing he'd have expected from himself or Ronin.
"Who doesn't know?" The Lullaby wonders sounding a touch exasperated. "I am a demigod. Almost everyone knows that. Everest certainly does." He points out, thinking he's being quite reasonable. (No Remi, you aren't. You're arguing with a child. And losing). "Less." He huffs, rolling his eyes and then looking up into the canopy overhead to disguise his irritation.
"I can make dinner scary." He scoffs under his breath, to absolutely no one's benefit.
"Who doesn't know?" The Lullaby wonders sounding a touch exasperated. "I am a demigod. Almost everyone knows that. Everest certainly does." He points out, thinking he's being quite reasonable. (No Remi, you aren't. You're arguing with a child. And losing). "Less." He huffs, rolling his eyes and then looking up into the canopy overhead to disguise his irritation.
"I can make dinner scary." He scoffs under his breath, to absolutely no one's benefit.
If love is everything, love is pain
Certain spirits are too bright to be tamed
Certain spirits are too bright to be tamed
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.
