it was me who wrote onto the wooden door your name
The alchemist doesn't hear the demi-goddess calls. Instead, he's grinning stupidly at Ronin while desperately trying to think up more stupid puns. The fingers of one hand playfully and inappropriately dip down the back of Ronin's waistband as he hugs his husband close. 'Mmm. Thanks for that.' He hums, having been healed by Ronin's blast of light.
Glancing over his partner's shoulder, and then towards Wessex, Remi lets his head loll lazily to the side, believing their work here to be done. "Where'd Maea and the other one get off to?"
Glancing over his partner's shoulder, and then towards Wessex, Remi lets his head loll lazily to the side, believing their work here to be done. "Where'd Maea and the other one get off to?"
it'll last there longer than in this body i can stay
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.
