for 1000 nights i've been a restless soul
Covered in mud, blood, bedraggled from sleep or drink, and still Ronin is the most breathtaking man the Alchemist has ever laid his eyes on. The Star takes his breath away even now nearly obscured by mud and rain as he is. "Gods it must be difficult being you." Remi says adoringly, unable to replicate Ronin's heat-filled gaze, and so settling on one of unfettered love instead.
Remi leans in, watching the light bounce off magical stars and mud-speckled ones alike. Laughing, his crooked smile making a dimple appear on just one cheek, the Alchemist tilts his head slightly. "Not sure Safrin would. But I could find someone." Their own constellation? Honestly, with Aoife and Vanya and the whole history of it all, it seemed fitting.
"A whim? How dare you." Blowing in Ronin's face purely to be a shit, the Alchemist shrugs his shoulders. "Well, seeing as she is a necessary—" Evil his eyes say, though what he actually says is "—presence in our lives, I thought maybe we could have a bit of fun with it." So saying, Remi let himself flop down next to Ronin, trying not to laugh with boyish mischief at the squelching sound that the air trapped beneath his lower back made. "I'm sure some crisis or other will happen upon us sooner or later." Might as well make the best of it while we can, not needing to be said.
Remi leans in, watching the light bounce off magical stars and mud-speckled ones alike. Laughing, his crooked smile making a dimple appear on just one cheek, the Alchemist tilts his head slightly. "Not sure Safrin would. But I could find someone." Their own constellation? Honestly, with Aoife and Vanya and the whole history of it all, it seemed fitting.
"A whim? How dare you." Blowing in Ronin's face purely to be a shit, the Alchemist shrugs his shoulders. "Well, seeing as she is a necessary—" Evil his eyes say, though what he actually says is "—presence in our lives, I thought maybe we could have a bit of fun with it." So saying, Remi let himself flop down next to Ronin, trying not to laugh with boyish mischief at the squelching sound that the air trapped beneath his lower back made. "I'm sure some crisis or other will happen upon us sooner or later." Might as well make the best of it while we can, not needing to be said.
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.
