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
It's with an almost reluctant smile that Remi watches the feathers sink into Ronin's flesh. Mesmerized not only by the flame but by the untouchable quality of his husband's feathers, their sudden disappearance has the alchemist a touch breathless as Ronin turns. "You feel like a fish." Remi notes with a smile, awkwardly stepping back and back against until the back of his knees find their bed and he sinks down onto it.
'You say that, but had it been Amalia, Maeve or, or Phoebe flailing against our home, I'm not sure you'd feel the same." Remi points out, fishing beneath the blankets for the discarded flask of wine from earlier that he might offer some to the Huntsman. "Maybe I'll give you a reason to forget." He suggests slyly, waggling the flask of wine enticingly.
'You say that, but had it been Amalia, Maeve or, or Phoebe flailing against our home, I'm not sure you'd feel the same." Remi points out, fishing beneath the blankets for the discarded flask of wine from earlier that he might offer some to the Huntsman. "Maybe I'll give you a reason to forget." He suggests slyly, waggling the flask of wine enticingly.
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.