Now the ashes of tomorrow sing your sad song
"I can't think of a better time. We could die tomorrow after all." Then, with a crooked grin he adds, "Well.." and then crinkles his nose; they both know the chances of that are extremely low.
It doesn't go badly at all, and as Remi gracefully twirls, Oria peeps up from her nest above their cabinets to trill a haunting sort of melody for the pair to dance to. "We'll have to keep holding one another so that no one slips." The alchemist says offhandedly as he twines back to the Huntsman and gives him what's meant to be a coquettish sort of stare. Coming from Remi though, it probably just looks a bit feral. "Not that I would ever have had the courage to do this with you back in Northaven, but if I had..." With flushed cheeks, Remi smiles both apologetically and bashfully. 'If I am putty in your hands now, after all this time, I cannot imagine what would have happened back then." Actually, there was every reason to think he'd have passed out, actually.
It doesn't go badly at all, and as Remi gracefully twirls, Oria peeps up from her nest above their cabinets to trill a haunting sort of melody for the pair to dance to. "We'll have to keep holding one another so that no one slips." The alchemist says offhandedly as he twines back to the Huntsman and gives him what's meant to be a coquettish sort of stare. Coming from Remi though, it probably just looks a bit feral. "Not that I would ever have had the courage to do this with you back in Northaven, but if I had..." With flushed cheeks, Remi smiles both apologetically and bashfully. 'If I am putty in your hands now, after all this time, I cannot imagine what would have happened back then." Actually, there was every reason to think he'd have passed out, actually.
the lullaby
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.
