REMI
'Listen, it happens." Remi all but purrs, shivering against Ronin's warmth. "I'm so glad that I've got dry clothes to return to." He points out with a chuckle, before playfully gasping for air as river-water is flung from his husband's hair across his face.
"After the morning we've had, I feel like I could take on just about anything." The alchemist agrees, falling into an easy stride next to his husband as they wander back from the riverbank and toward where they stripped off their clothes.
'Maybe tomorrow we can go and find some sap from a Wicker Woman?' Sounding like a boy asking to stay up an extra hour past his bedtime, Remi flashes Ronin a pleading look.
"After the morning we've had, I feel like I could take on just about anything." The alchemist agrees, falling into an easy stride next to his husband as they wander back from the riverbank and toward where they stripped off their clothes.
'Maybe tomorrow we can go and find some sap from a Wicker Woman?' Sounding like a boy asking to stay up an extra hour past his bedtime, Remi flashes Ronin a pleading look.
Who are you? They ask. Death?
Sometimes... I say. But not today
Sometimes... I say. But not today
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.
