nevertheless it was never the last; hold on strong or you fade out fast
"I distinctly remember someone saying he was more than happy to go through this second puberty with me." Remi protested. "After all this time, I'm shocked to know that it's a tentacle or two that's finally found your line in the sand." He continued with playful disappointment.
The alchemist might have said something cryptic about the nature of magic, or hell, he might just have explained what he was doing as he was doing it. But as it ever had been with the pair, one of them usually just did a thing and the other was meant to just keep up with the silent logic and expectation of it all. Still, his lover's sass did coax a bright smile from the alchemist.
A coralish head popped up from beneath the waters, strange gill-like openings on the side of its head opening and closing as alien eyes stared at the hunter. It was clearly Remi, but unlike his other shifts, there was no features that could be easily interpreted as being the alchemist's.
I should hope so. What sort of alchemist would I be if you couldn't. The octopus chimed brightly. For the first time Ronin would hear how Remi sounded to the rest of the attuned; his mental voice was much thicker than his regular speech given that he didn't regulate it at all.
Now about that hug... Ronin would find eight legs drifting towards him. Was Remi making his tentacles writhe much more than necessary? Oh absolutely.
The alchemist might have said something cryptic about the nature of magic, or hell, he might just have explained what he was doing as he was doing it. But as it ever had been with the pair, one of them usually just did a thing and the other was meant to just keep up with the silent logic and expectation of it all. Still, his lover's sass did coax a bright smile from the alchemist.
A coralish head popped up from beneath the waters, strange gill-like openings on the side of its head opening and closing as alien eyes stared at the hunter. It was clearly Remi, but unlike his other shifts, there was no features that could be easily interpreted as being the alchemist's.
I should hope so. What sort of alchemist would I be if you couldn't. The octopus chimed brightly. For the first time Ronin would hear how Remi sounded to the rest of the attuned; his mental voice was much thicker than his regular speech given that he didn't regulate it at all.
Now about that hug... Ronin would find eight legs drifting towards him. Was Remi making his tentacles writhe much more than necessary? Oh absolutely.
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.
