the lullaby
i don't want the world to see me,
because I don't think they'd understand
because I don't think they'd understand
"I was promised dinner yesterday, so I think I'll take you up on that." Remi agrees with a grin, already feeling the cavernous hole left by being around Ronin and his twins start to collapse in on itself. Adjusting the wood slightly that he might comfortably sit in the sled, Remi cocks his head to the side as he nods for Ronin to go ahead. You know, we really should just make one of these ourselves. Rubbing a thumb along a large groove on the side of the sled where a tree branch must have jabbed into it, he frowns, wondering what the fae will have to say about it.
Rolling out his shoulders and tipping his head back, Remi closes his eyes. Mind if I try something? I'd like to know what it's like for you, as a luxere. So saying, Ronin will feel the itching of Remi's fingers against the metaphorical door of his body. Whether or not Remi could bully his way in wasn't up for debate, but like a polite ghost, the alchemist's spirit hovered outside of the luxere.
Rolling out his shoulders and tipping his head back, Remi closes his eyes. Mind if I try something? I'd like to know what it's like for you, as a luxere. So saying, Ronin will feel the itching of Remi's fingers against the metaphorical door of his body. Whether or not Remi could bully his way in wasn't up for debate, but like a polite ghost, the alchemist's spirit hovered outside of the luxere.
when everything's meant to be broken,
i just want you to know who I am
i just want you to know who I am
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.
