Oh if time is a river lets be stones underwater
Taking his victory without comment, Remi reels in the wake of sensation returning to his limbs. It makes him feel endlessly lazy, but the prospect of being kissed from head to toe once this one chore was completed was too good to pass up.
Rising from Ronin's lap, the alchemist grumbles under his breath as he pulls his pants up from around his ankles making only a cursory effort at buttoning them back up; it wasn't as though he planned on wearing them for very long. "Alright then Rapunzel. Spin me some sugar." So saying Remi reaches for a bowl into which he dumps an unmeasured amount of icing sugar and a clump of butter. Opting for his fingers instead of a spoon to mix it, Remi mashes it into an unappetizing paste.
Rising from Ronin's lap, the alchemist grumbles under his breath as he pulls his pants up from around his ankles making only a cursory effort at buttoning them back up; it wasn't as though he planned on wearing them for very long. "Alright then Rapunzel. Spin me some sugar." So saying Remi reaches for a bowl into which he dumps an unmeasured amount of icing sugar and a clump of butter. Opting for his fingers instead of a spoon to mix it, Remi mashes it into an unappetizing paste.
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.
