for 1000 nights i've been a restless soul
Remi, the taller of them by that all-important 1-inch, of course fits easily within Ronin's arms. Especially here, where the blankets move precisely where they should and pyjama-legs don't get bunched up around knees. "Cheers." The alchemist agrees, holding up his glass where the liquid falls in a precise line from the rim of the cup onto his tongue. It might be a dream, but Remi isn't about to shift unnecessarily. Not when he doesn't need to, and not when the arms he's wrapped around in are so cozy.
"Not if the house is anything like this one." The alchemist murmurs slyly. "And maybe the witch is a good witch, like Vai." He adds with an antagonistic smile, as if daring the book to prove him wrong.
"Not if the house is anything like this one." The alchemist murmurs slyly. "And maybe the witch is a good witch, like Vai." He adds with an antagonistic smile, as if daring the book to prove him wrong.
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.
