what good is it live with nothing left to give?
"Overkill is what I do. I turned your clothes to rose petals on our first date, so planting you a garden seems like the natural progression of things." It didn't of course, but the alchemist was merely trying to fill the space with lightness, as if it might somehow allow them to rise above the darkness.
"Of course." Remi whispered, leaning his head against Ronin', silently wishing there wasn't layers of fabric between his skin and his husband's kiss.
"I would not know, since it has never happened." The alchemist quipped back, playfully rolling his eyes. "It is lucky you have married someone so prepared." Remi wasn't, but that was what magic was for after-all. Turning towards Ronin with a mischievous glimmer in his eye and looking for all the world like a child trying to contain a secret, the alchemist bit the inside of his lip before looking coyly away.
"Do you want to see what I've learned to do?"
"Of course." Remi whispered, leaning his head against Ronin', silently wishing there wasn't layers of fabric between his skin and his husband's kiss.
"I would not know, since it has never happened." The alchemist quipped back, playfully rolling his eyes. "It is lucky you have married someone so prepared." Remi wasn't, but that was what magic was for after-all. Turning towards Ronin with a mischievous glimmer in his eye and looking for all the world like a child trying to contain a secret, the alchemist bit the inside of his lip before looking coyly away.
"Do you want to see what I've learned to do?"
forget but not forgive, not loving all you see
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.
