everything looks perfect from far away
"Well as you pointed out to me last week and I pointed out just now, you certainly need a shower. " The alchemist quipped back, softly nudging his counterpart ever so gently knowing that Ronin didn't have his hands available were he to lose his balance. "No." Remi agreed with a somber nod that seemed to sober him almost instantly. "No it is not."
"I don't know what you could possibly mean," Ronin said, perhaps with a touch of playful haughtiness, but his voice was too quiet and hoarse to really carry it across. He frowned, still, as Remi spoke further about Phoebe, the hunter shaking his head and trying to force his legs to keep up. "It isn't her," he said gently, as if trying to instill in his husband the same sense of separation for others with the blight as he had done with Ronin.
"Indeed." It was a rather breathless sort of sound as his eyes lowered towards the ground. The roses. "Do you...can you feel them, when you are...well, not you?" Remi asked, glancing sidelong at his husband as he thought of all the instances of attacks he'd received when simply trying to plant his roses.
"I don't know what you could possibly mean," Ronin said, perhaps with a touch of playful haughtiness, but his voice was too quiet and hoarse to really carry it across. He frowned, still, as Remi spoke further about Phoebe, the hunter shaking his head and trying to force his legs to keep up. "It isn't her," he said gently, as if trying to instill in his husband the same sense of separation for others with the blight as he had done with Ronin.
"Indeed." It was a rather breathless sort of sound as his eyes lowered towards the ground. The roses. "Do you...can you feel them, when you are...well, not you?" Remi asked, glancing sidelong at his husband as he thought of all the instances of attacks he'd received when simply trying to plant his roses.
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.
