everytime you kiss me
"And yet you seem to understand me just fine." Remi tittered, taking advantage of Ianto's sudden closeness to brush the flour from his nose just as he'd thought to before. Reaching a hand up, fingers melting into feathers, Remi swiped gently at the fox's nose, brushing his feathers again and again for good measure (but more probably just to annoy the fox).
"Mmmm." Remi humed a note of understanding, before sitting up to regard his friend. Biting the inside of his lip, the alchemist reached out a hand again—all flesh again—towards the collar. Pausing, his eyes moved softly towards Ianto's, a question lingering unsaid but writ clearly in the way Remi's brows pulled together and his eyes widened a fraction: may I?
"Is it...symbolic? Or.." Trailing off, Remi's fingers flexed, wondering what would happen if he did try what he was imaging; transmuting the collar into petals or feathers or tea.
"Mmmm." Remi humed a note of understanding, before sitting up to regard his friend. Biting the inside of his lip, the alchemist reached out a hand again—all flesh again—towards the collar. Pausing, his eyes moved softly towards Ianto's, a question lingering unsaid but writ clearly in the way Remi's brows pulled together and his eyes widened a fraction: may I?
"Is it...symbolic? Or.." Trailing off, Remi's fingers flexed, wondering what would happen if he did try what he was imaging; transmuting the collar into petals or feathers or tea.
it's like sunshine and whiskey
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.
