he said "i bet you don't remember me"
Glancing up through sweat-soaked curls, looking surprised to see the blooming outrage on Fiadh’s pale face, Remi can only grin. “Yes sweet.” The alchemist replies. “Besides, maybe you can sell it as having been written by Ludo back when he was a boy, or even the Voice.” He points out with a slight bob of his eyebrows, wisely leaving commentary about just how sweaty his own balls were left unsaid.
Looking down at the raccoon suddenly gesticulating wildly to be picked up, Remi feels his heart melt in unfair ways. Quickly though the traces of neediness disappear along with the shift as Fiadh helps herself up his leg. If there’s no pool to be had, then yes. Reaching down a hand, his ruined one has it happens, for her to twine around that she might ascend up the rest of him without having to find out first hand just how sweaty his balls were, Remi glances around. Nothing else you need while we’re here?
Looking down at the raccoon suddenly gesticulating wildly to be picked up, Remi feels his heart melt in unfair ways. Quickly though the traces of neediness disappear along with the shift as Fiadh helps herself up his leg. If there’s no pool to be had, then yes. Reaching down a hand, his ruined one has it happens, for her to twine around that she might ascend up the rest of him without having to find out first hand just how sweaty his balls were, Remi glances around. Nothing else you need while we’re here?
THE ALCHEMIST
and i said, "only every other memory".
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.
