i kept falling over, i kept looking backward
"Safrin was?" That's surprising news. From what the Star has told his husband of the lady of stars—and indeed what he'd experienced himself—Safrin was not one to particularly wear her emotions so visibly. Though perhaps that was more to do with Ronin than her current state of mind. The thought made him grumble slightly, hugging himself all the closer for thoughts of the Star and the goddess intertwined.
"Sorry, when did you become such an expert on the ascended?" Remi wonders playfully, opening his mouth to bite at Ronin's neck as if miming an ascended bite. " 'aybe 'ou shou' 'ry i' " He mouths, his tongue brushing against the huntsman's skin as he 'speaks' .
"Oh. I see." Slumping slightly as if disappointed at the prospect of clothes (and truthfully wrapped around Ronin right now as he is, clothing sounds dreadful), Remi hums a note of happy anticipation at the picture his husband is painting. It sounds far more whimsical than the travelling Remi did as a boy, and the alchemist is more than eager to paint over painful memories with new ones. Before he might verbalize this, he's suddenly plunging back into the water. Luckily he's able to gasp a breath first, though as the warm water surrounds him he instinctively reaches for Ronin.
Where once he might have done something sweet such as pulling the Star in for an underwater kiss, now Remi launches himself at the huntsman with the intent to dislodge his soul from his body. Regardless of his success, Remi will rise to the surface with his hands behind his head, floating nonchalantly as if he hadn't done a thing.
"Sorry, when did you become such an expert on the ascended?" Remi wonders playfully, opening his mouth to bite at Ronin's neck as if miming an ascended bite. " 'aybe 'ou shou' 'ry i' " He mouths, his tongue brushing against the huntsman's skin as he 'speaks' .
"Oh. I see." Slumping slightly as if disappointed at the prospect of clothes (and truthfully wrapped around Ronin right now as he is, clothing sounds dreadful), Remi hums a note of happy anticipation at the picture his husband is painting. It sounds far more whimsical than the travelling Remi did as a boy, and the alchemist is more than eager to paint over painful memories with new ones. Before he might verbalize this, he's suddenly plunging back into the water. Luckily he's able to gasp a breath first, though as the warm water surrounds him he instinctively reaches for Ronin.
Where once he might have done something sweet such as pulling the Star in for an underwater kiss, now Remi launches himself at the huntsman with the intent to dislodge his soul from his body. Regardless of his success, Remi will rise to the surface with his hands behind his head, floating nonchalantly as if he hadn't done a thing.
i went broke believing that the simple should be hard
Table inspo from kae!
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.
