Now the ashes of tomorrow sing your sad song
"Shouldn't be too hard. What with all those extra pairs of hands we can create." Remi agrees warmly. It's as beautiful a display as it one that should have had both of their backs breaking, but as Ronin pulls Remi up, the alchemist has nothing but a sunny smile for the Huntsman.
"Even if it had gotten us tossed into jail or worse, it might have been worth it just to see the look on everyone's faces." Everyone mostly being the high and mighty bluebloods who acted as if they were above everyone, Baron-class included. 'Gods, I can. I should have sought you out a the Masquerade. Did we know each other then...?" Shaking his head unable to remember, Remi bites his lip thoughtfully. " I think my mask had a bunch of cracks in it, from what I recall. As if it were made of clay and falling apart. What was yours?"
Shutting the door behind them with one of his feet, Remi slides his arm from Ronin's shoulders down between them to begin to tug off the Huntsman's sweatpants. "We'll do it in our dreams tonight. How's that?"
"Even if it had gotten us tossed into jail or worse, it might have been worth it just to see the look on everyone's faces." Everyone mostly being the high and mighty bluebloods who acted as if they were above everyone, Baron-class included. 'Gods, I can. I should have sought you out a the Masquerade. Did we know each other then...?" Shaking his head unable to remember, Remi bites his lip thoughtfully. " I think my mask had a bunch of cracks in it, from what I recall. As if it were made of clay and falling apart. What was yours?"
Shutting the door behind them with one of his feet, Remi slides his arm from Ronin's shoulders down between them to begin to tug off the Huntsman's sweatpants. "We'll do it in our dreams tonight. How's that?"
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.
