bring back the water, let your ships roll in
"I never said the only way I learn is from practicing. I do pay attention, you know." Remi tittered back. "Besides, you died. I think that puts you firmly ahead on the injury-scale."
Beaming down at his patient with a look of complete innocence, for a moment Remi's expression was one of almost angelic naivety and adoration. Unless...Ronin basically stopped doing anything. Frowning suddenly and appearing at once quite serious, Remi (stupidly) stepped forward. "You did not swallow it, did yo—"
Fingers on his waistband were not the warning they should have been (he was used to it, wanted it, craved it), and so as those fingers deposited the ice, Remi hissed and tensed his shoulders. "Ahhhh!" He moaned, his hips flailing slightly as he tried to wriggle the ice and down one side of his pants. "You!" He grumbled happily, tightening a hand on Ronin's shoulder as he shook a leg in desperation.
Beaming down at his patient with a look of complete innocence, for a moment Remi's expression was one of almost angelic naivety and adoration. Unless...Ronin basically stopped doing anything. Frowning suddenly and appearing at once quite serious, Remi (stupidly) stepped forward. "You did not swallow it, did yo—"
Fingers on his waistband were not the warning they should have been (he was used to it, wanted it, craved it), and so as those fingers deposited the ice, Remi hissed and tensed his shoulders. "Ahhhh!" He moaned, his hips flailing slightly as he tried to wriggle the ice and down one side of his pants. "You!" He grumbled happily, tightening a hand on Ronin's shoulder as he shook a leg in desperation.
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.
