kidnap me from my reality & crushed pieces of my soul
Maybe later indeed.
Whether a genius or a liar, the berries are in Remi's mouth and gods but the taste is something else. It tastes like violet tinged with electric yellow, and though it isn't quite sour the alchemist finds his eyes clenching shut as his tastebuds try and understand what it is they're experiencing. "Can they...?" He asks distractedly, swallowing hard only to find his mouth filled with an aftertaste that makes his jaw ache as if he's just been laughing.
"..pink cheeked?" Glancing over, thinking Ronin meant their asses (what else could he have meant), Remi finds that yes, there is a nice glow to their cheeks. "Maybe one just told a filthy joke." He suggests, before finding his dimples suddenly quite deep as he frowns with embarrassment at his own suggestion.
Whether a genius or a liar, the berries are in Remi's mouth and gods but the taste is something else. It tastes like violet tinged with electric yellow, and though it isn't quite sour the alchemist finds his eyes clenching shut as his tastebuds try and understand what it is they're experiencing. "Can they...?" He asks distractedly, swallowing hard only to find his mouth filled with an aftertaste that makes his jaw ache as if he's just been laughing.
"..pink cheeked?" Glancing over, thinking Ronin meant their asses (what else could he have meant), Remi finds that yes, there is a nice glow to their cheeks. "Maybe one just told a filthy joke." He suggests, before finding his dimples suddenly quite deep as he frowns with embarrassment at his own suggestion.
colour me outside the lines
until my shattered heart is whole
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.
