REMI
Wrapped snuggly in Finn's scarf, Remi grins beneath the thick fabric as he squeezes Ronin's fingers. "If there is begging to be done, better that you do it." He comments with a chuckle. "From me it would likely just sound like a threat." As for what takes his fancy? Turning towards his husband while tugging on his hand, the Lullaby brushes his red-tipped nose against the Huntsman's and beams beneath his scarf. "Just you. Though if you are feeling the need to prance I would not object to a sleigh ride if you are the one to pull it."
Grinning crookedly, his guard down give how few familiar faces he saw, Remi was quite content to steer the Huntsman towards a stall selling salted cocoa where he ordered each of them a drink spiked with whiskey. He was also handed an additional cup filled entirely with whipped cream, for which he tipped the merchant a wink.
"Gods, but this is nice, isn't it?"
Grinning crookedly, his guard down give how few familiar faces he saw, Remi was quite content to steer the Huntsman towards a stall selling salted cocoa where he ordered each of them a drink spiked with whiskey. He was also handed an additional cup filled entirely with whipped cream, for which he tipped the merchant a wink.
"Gods, but this is nice, isn't it?"
Who are you? They ask. Death?
Sometimes... I say. But not today
Sometimes... I say. But not today
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.
