he had eyes like rain & hair like waves
& a soul as vast and deep as the ocean
& a soul as vast and deep as the ocean
Remi gives his friend a sidelong glance, both incredibly amused but also quite tempted to roll his eyes. In fact, he does both: chuckling and letting his eyes roll upwards to the heavens as if silently asking the gods how such a man has made it this far, he sticks out his foot sideways that he might interrupt the fox's path.
"Come to think of it, I can't believe I ever let you fill in my missing memories for me." Remi scoffs, his teeth clicking after the pipe as if he meant to lunge out and take it back. Eyes narrowed as he recalled all the things Ianto has ever told him about his missing slices of time, had much of it not been either repeated (like the great sex) or talks of a tea house, Remi might have had absolutely no reason to believe a word of it. 'I'm surprised more of what you told me didn't focus around food, to be honest."
Oof. Ianto with that one-two punch of comedic relief and blunt honesty. "Well. Lucky for you..." Pausing, Remi reaches for one of Ianto's hands, and instantly a cup appears in it. It slowly fills with a warm ruby-purple coloured liquid that smells as rich and dense as the storm brewing over the ocean does. "Now if only I had a friend who could make me laugh...Perhaps we'll find one on the way."
"Come to think of it, I can't believe I ever let you fill in my missing memories for me." Remi scoffs, his teeth clicking after the pipe as if he meant to lunge out and take it back. Eyes narrowed as he recalled all the things Ianto has ever told him about his missing slices of time, had much of it not been either repeated (like the great sex) or talks of a tea house, Remi might have had absolutely no reason to believe a word of it. 'I'm surprised more of what you told me didn't focus around food, to be honest."
Oof. Ianto with that one-two punch of comedic relief and blunt honesty. "Well. Lucky for you..." Pausing, Remi reaches for one of Ianto's hands, and instantly a cup appears in it. It slowly fills with a warm ruby-purple coloured liquid that smells as rich and dense as the storm brewing over the ocean does. "Now if only I had a friend who could make me laugh...Perhaps we'll find one on the way."
THE ALCHEMIST
& i guess i didn't mind d r o w n i n g in him.
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.
