aúsi, nos paramas // & still we stand
This is where things become tricky. Volunteering to help scrape away the wax, Remi is torn between doing so by gouging his talons into the stone and carving away every last bit of wax there is (because Safrin is a heinous bitch), or completing his task gently (because he loves his husband).
Running his tongue along his teeth as Remi stares at piles of melted purple and gold, he sighs and retracts his tentacles. Opting for one of Ronin's tools instead of his claws just to be safe, the Lullaby hunkers over the stone and begins to scrape away the wax with jerky and upset strokes. Unlike Jata who is pondering Frey and Safrin what they might make of this, Remi is mentally cursing Safrin, Ludo, and all the rest of them, wondering how he had wound up the demigod of the herald of death, only to be constantly scolding for being too murdery.
Remi scrapes wax
Running his tongue along his teeth as Remi stares at piles of melted purple and gold, he sighs and retracts his tentacles. Opting for one of Ronin's tools instead of his claws just to be safe, the Lullaby hunkers over the stone and begins to scrape away the wax with jerky and upset strokes. Unlike Jata who is pondering Frey and Safrin what they might make of this, Remi is mentally cursing Safrin, Ludo, and all the rest of them, wondering how he had wound up the demigod of the herald of death, only to be constantly scolding for being too murdery.
Remi scrapes wax
THE
LULLABY
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.
