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
"Oh now I'm a secret?" Remi whispers, scandalized. "Way to make me feel like we're back in Northaven." He adds, though doesn't sound particularly upset about it. Especially not with Ronin's compliment purring into his mind. "You keep this up, and I will tug us both down into a dream so I can have you all over again." Remi threatens, letting his hands happily wander of his husband's body now that there's feeling back in his fingertips.
'I am only terrifying by comparison." Remi argues. "And only because it is usually more effective and efficient." Being a manticore just was the fastest way to get rid of annoying hels or to fell trees.
A summer rainfall might mean he came on quickly, was done in a flash? Smelled...good? He didn't know. "Of course I am. I'm a summer rain, remember?" The alchemist agrees, before borrowing some of his husband's zesty personality, and opening his mouth so that Ronin might just pour the wine in.
'I am only terrifying by comparison." Remi argues. "And only because it is usually more effective and efficient." Being a manticore just was the fastest way to get rid of annoying hels or to fell trees.
A summer rainfall might mean he came on quickly, was done in a flash? Smelled...good? He didn't know. "Of course I am. I'm a summer rain, remember?" The alchemist agrees, before borrowing some of his husband's zesty personality, and opening his mouth so that Ronin might just pour the wine in.
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.
