everything looks perfect from far away
Trying not to snarl or dry-heave at the combination of dried blood, dirt, and spit sent his way, Remi turned his head as he continued to try and restrain the beast astride him. "Your..idea...of..." The alchemist gasped in between his struggles, "..foreplay..has..changed..!" He managed as vines shot up from the earth and began to try and snake around the blighted king. If Remi was successful they'd render Ronin like an earthy mummy, wrapped and bound by vines strong enough to withhold his frantic struggling.
What he'd do with husband if his plan worked, Remi had no real idea. Try and wipe some of the blood from his mouth, but beyond that? His mind was a blank. Much as he wanted to force Ronin home and lock him away if he had to, that wouldn't be good for Aoiferegardless of what age she was in this timeline. But...perhaps he could be somewhere closer. Somewhere warmer than the woods. Somewhere he could be fed food that wasn't raw.
What he'd do with husband if his plan worked, Remi had no real idea. Try and wipe some of the blood from his mouth, but beyond that? His mind was a blank. Much as he wanted to force Ronin home and lock him away if he had to, that wouldn't be good for Aoife
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.
