for 1000 nights i've been a restless soul
'You know, I think if we worked together we'd get everything done twice as fast.' Remi agrees to his husband's silent train of thought. Ronin and Remi weren't just a few in love idiots (they were that, though): they were a good team. Their magic literally worked together, as did they. "At least we can say I told you so, at the end of all this." The Lullaby mutters after a moment. To who would he say this? Mort. Vi. All of them. Why the hell not. He was right about it, after all.
"No, you're right. I just...it always seemed..." Unable to think of the word, Remi instead downs his entire drink that he might catch up to his husband. The warmth in his belly doesn't compare to the heat he feels for his husband, but it compliments it more than enough. "Wounded, by the sound of things. She's living in a swamp to the south. Well," Remi frowns. "South for me, anyway. North for you, I suppose."
Reaching for the bottle to refill their cups, Remi ruffles his free hand through his curls. "You think your soldiers are up for a field trip? I hear the swamp can be pretty frightening..."
"No, you're right. I just...it always seemed..." Unable to think of the word, Remi instead downs his entire drink that he might catch up to his husband. The warmth in his belly doesn't compare to the heat he feels for his husband, but it compliments it more than enough. "Wounded, by the sound of things. She's living in a swamp to the south. Well," Remi frowns. "South for me, anyway. North for you, I suppose."
Reaching for the bottle to refill their cups, Remi ruffles his free hand through his curls. "You think your soldiers are up for a field trip? I hear the swamp can be pretty frightening..."
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.
