sometimes love is all that can save us, sometimes love can kill a man
"Loren, I am a predator with knives for teeth and claws. Of course I have." The alchemist quipped back with a dry sigh, though there was mirth in it just the same.
"Don't." Remi said softly, shaking his head as Loren placed a hand on his other shoulder. The word wasn't cold or cruel, not demanding or overly emotive, merely...an admission of sorts. Remi couldn't hear I'll miss you, and have Loren's hand against him that close together. Looking over with flushed cheeks and an apologetic smile, Remi resumed carving, though with hasty and uneven movements. In his mindseye all he could hear see was messages unanswered, calls screamed and then blurred into curdling death-sobs. Biting the inside of his lip hard and focusing on the meat before him, Remi pulled in a breath finally and nodded. "Mmmm." He agreed.
"Don't." Remi said softly, shaking his head as Loren placed a hand on his other shoulder. The word wasn't cold or cruel, not demanding or overly emotive, merely...an admission of sorts. Remi couldn't hear I'll miss you, and have Loren's hand against him that close together. Looking over with flushed cheeks and an apologetic smile, Remi resumed carving, though with hasty and uneven movements. In his mindseye all he could hear see was messages unanswered, calls screamed and then blurred into curdling death-sobs. Biting the inside of his lip hard and focusing on the meat before him, Remi pulled in a breath finally and nodded. "Mmmm." He agreed.
sometimes love is a soft touch, or a line drawn in the sand
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.
