plunge

REMI

then it went dark

Instantly Remi wants to reply with a shake of his head, but he holds back this initial reaction as they continue to glide through the depths. I do not see why not. He muses instead. I wonder if they are women. Not that women were the opposite of men, but it seemed to fit the sort of whimsical narrative. And maybe they are enemies. He adds, chuckling now at the thought of youthful feminine versions of themselves bickering.

I am game if you are. Though.... Trailing off, Remi has absolutely no idea just how Ronin might partially shift. Wickedly long as he is, all the alchemist is able to come up with is an image of the Huntsman with his regular head on the body of some angry-looking worm. Ahh yes, how very sad for you. Remi trills, stretching out a tentacle to glide it against his husband's craggy spine.

& it rained
and rained and rained