walked out this morning and i wrote down this song.
i just can't remember who to send it to
i just can't remember who to send it to
"Well of course you will. That's the whole point of getting married, isn't it? To have someone tuck you in when you're ill, make you soup when you've lost your voice, or heal you up when you've torn your throat out." The alchemist shrugged. If history was at all to repeat itself the pair of them would soon add more silvery scars to sun-tanned bodies, miraculous healings or no.
With a hurrrumph under his breath, Remi kicked out his toes, meaning to kick them under Ronin's heel to force his counterpart to take a comically large and hopefully awkward step. "I don't know which I am more offended by. The implication you'll only want me utterly handsome as I am now, or that I could ever be boring." Tossing a wounded look that quickly turned shit-eating, the alchemist raised his chin haughtily. "I was a well-known alchemist you know. Before you came back from the dead and ruined my reputation by making me a queen and all that."
With a hurrrumph under his breath, Remi kicked out his toes, meaning to kick them under Ronin's heel to force his counterpart to take a comically large and hopefully awkward step. "I don't know which I am more offended by. The implication you'll only want me utterly handsome as I am now, or that I could ever be boring." Tossing a wounded look that quickly turned shit-eating, the alchemist raised his chin haughtily. "I was a well-known alchemist you know. Before you came back from the dead and ruined my reputation by making me a queen and all that."
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.
