REMI
the alchemist
At that, Remi could only tilt his head back and laugh with boyish ease. "I think Ronin might think you're a bit to thin to be much of a threat just now." He chuckled, cheeks happily flushed with amusement. It wasn't for him to say that he'd given Ronin a hall-pass indefinitely, nor that their relationship was more secure now than it had ever been. Wasn't for him to say either than his craving for the fox was more emotional than physical and would likely remain that way (unless strong drink was involved). So instead he simply smiled and shrugged his shoulders. "Your concern for my marriage is duly noted, not that I find it persuasive in the least."
The fox's excuses were a bit like his gold teeth: he always had a mouthful of them.
'No, nothing except these long endless silences you told me about." The Alchemist countered. Folding his arms over his chest, Remi strolled towards the Mathair. Which was to say, towards Ianto. Clucking his tongue and shaking his head, eyes bright and cheeks dimpled, the Alchemist didn't seem at all put off by his friend's opposition. " None of your melancholy." He scoffed happily.
"Nothing but a sunset on the other side of the world. You're a story teller Ianto, so come along. There's gems to let you breathe underwater, birds to let you walk upon it. Mermaids and barmaids and at night, the sands shine as if with their own stars. Honestly, your stories will suffer for not having been there."
The fox's excuses were a bit like his gold teeth: he always had a mouthful of them.
'No, nothing except these long endless silences you told me about." The Alchemist countered. Folding his arms over his chest, Remi strolled towards the Mathair. Which was to say, towards Ianto. Clucking his tongue and shaking his head, eyes bright and cheeks dimpled, the Alchemist didn't seem at all put off by his friend's opposition. " None of your melancholy." He scoffed happily.
"Nothing but a sunset on the other side of the world. You're a story teller Ianto, so come along. There's gems to let you breathe underwater, birds to let you walk upon it. Mermaids and barmaids and at night, the sands shine as if with their own stars. Honestly, your stories will suffer for not having been there."
And what good are hearts
if you bury them all alone?
if you bury them all alone?
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.
