REMI
the alchemist
& my heart ran away with me
Remi groans and dramatically lets his arms slide down onto the table so that his head can crash down on them. 'But I don't want to talk to her about it.' He whines as if he were a teenage boy being asked to take out the garbage. Sighing and letting his cheek rest on his arm, looking at Vai sideways across the table, Remi just shrugs. "I didn't think much of it, until the new madame at the brothel asked me what my preference was. I suppose I would like to know too."
Remi nods immediately, which is perhaps more naive than he gives himself credit for. 'Well...yes. If only because...I know I like men, regardless of what they feel toward me."
Biting the inside of his lip, Remi sits up, still fidgeting with his glass. "Ronin and I...we never really dated. I just..adopted Aoife and then we were living together." Ruffling a hand against the back of his neck and then up through his curls, he shakes his head. "With Ianto and Loren, it...it was never really that, because it couldn't be. I...I don't think I know how to go on a date." He confesses.
Remi nods immediately, which is perhaps more naive than he gives himself credit for. 'Well...yes. If only because...I know I like men, regardless of what they feel toward me."
Biting the inside of his lip, Remi sits up, still fidgeting with his glass. "Ronin and I...we never really dated. I just..adopted Aoife and then we were living together." Ruffling a hand against the back of his neck and then up through his curls, he shakes his head. "With Ianto and Loren, it...it was never really that, because it couldn't be. I...I don't think I know how to go on a date." He confesses.
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.
