all our lives i watched you search beneath the fallen skies
"Me too." Remi half-whispered in Ronin's wake, biting his lower lip as he watched the hunter stroll away from him with shameless appreciation. For as brilliant of a mind as the alchemist had, organization had never been his strong suit. So as the sounds of various things knocking against each other reached his ears, Remi merely chuckled, crossing his arms and waiting while trying to look properly impatient about the whole thing.
Growling slightly in the back of his throat, Remi moved behind Ronin as he uncorked the wine, wrapping his arms around him and resting his chin upon his shoulder. "Deimos joined." He murmured, pressing a kiss just below Ronin's lip before rolling to the side to lean against the work bench as well. "He can make things as well. Not magical things yet, but...perhaps one day." Remi shrugged as he picked up the glass of wine, tilting it forward to cheers the hunter's, appreciatively.
Growling slightly in the back of his throat, Remi moved behind Ronin as he uncorked the wine, wrapping his arms around him and resting his chin upon his shoulder. "Deimos joined." He murmured, pressing a kiss just below Ronin's lip before rolling to the side to lean against the work bench as well. "He can make things as well. Not magical things yet, but...perhaps one day." Remi shrugged as he picked up the glass of wine, tilting it forward to cheers the hunter's, appreciatively.
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.
