what good is it live with nothing left to give?
"How little you think of my creativity. I suppose you will just have to be pleasantly surprised, then." The alchemist replied, his voice and gaze distracted by his husband's closeness. Feeling for all the world like a teenager who couldn't keep their hands off of a crush, Remi too pulled Ronin closer, unable to get enough of him.
The alchemist tried to keep his smile intact, but no amount of cheer (real or forced) could soften the way his heart fumbled in his chest hearing the words killing me leave Ronin's lips. "Right." He said softly, clearing his throat. "You see that bush?" Turning towards a small berry bush, Remi absently laced his fingers through Ronin's as he grinned dramatically. "Well..." With his free hand he made a come-hither motion, and surprisingly, it did. With roots for feet and berries moved to seemingly make eyes, the bush was suddenly more sprite-than plant. Unsteadily, it warbled towards the pair, giving Ronin a wave.
The alchemist tried to keep his smile intact, but no amount of cheer (real or forced) could soften the way his heart fumbled in his chest hearing the words killing me leave Ronin's lips. "Right." He said softly, clearing his throat. "You see that bush?" Turning towards a small berry bush, Remi absently laced his fingers through Ronin's as he grinned dramatically. "Well..." With his free hand he made a come-hither motion, and surprisingly, it did. With roots for feet and berries moved to seemingly make eyes, the bush was suddenly more sprite-than plant. Unsteadily, it warbled towards the pair, giving Ronin a wave.
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.
