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
"Si" Remi replies emphatically. "Of all the many, many spirits I have met, none have ever cleaned up a kitchen." Stolen things? Sure. But meticulously cleaning up after? That wasn't in their bag of tricks.
"I am much stronger than he is." The Lullaby replies, and perhaps it's an unfair thing to say, but just Remi didn't have the words to explain that Ronin possessed a charisma that could literally outshine the gods. 'Di tutte le cose da chiedere! Trova questa reliquia, Remi. Combatti questo dinosauro. Abbi paura ora che hai perso le dita, Remi. Non iniziare la guerra, Remi. Vieni a cena, Remi, ma sii meno di tutto quello che sei. ' The words roll swiftly off of the alchemist's tongue, and to any watching, it might appear he was scolding the trees for how his gaze swept across them.
Scratching at the back of his curls despite there not being any sort of itch there, the Lullaby throws his hands into the air. 'Fine, Mateo.' Because who was Remi, really, to deny his son anything? Deflating as he reaches for his rake, the alchemist shakes his head. "Fine we will go, and we will bring the wine, or the gin, or whatever it is that will go best with dinner.'
"I am much stronger than he is." The Lullaby replies, and perhaps it's an unfair thing to say, but just Remi didn't have the words to explain that Ronin possessed a charisma that could literally outshine the gods. 'Di tutte le cose da chiedere! Trova questa reliquia, Remi. Combatti questo dinosauro. Abbi paura ora che hai perso le dita, Remi. Non iniziare la guerra, Remi. Vieni a cena, Remi, ma sii meno di tutto quello che sei. ' The words roll swiftly off of the alchemist's tongue, and to any watching, it might appear he was scolding the trees for how his gaze swept across them.
Scratching at the back of his curls despite there not being any sort of itch there, the Lullaby throws his hands into the air. 'Fine, Mateo.' Because who was Remi, really, to deny his son anything? Deflating as he reaches for his rake, the alchemist shakes his head. "Fine we will go, and we will bring the wine, or the gin, or whatever it is that will go best with dinner.'
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.
