I've been sleepwalking, Too close to the fire
But it's the only place that I can hold you tight
But it's the only place that I can hold you tight
Remi's tongue busily ensures that Ronin feels the words instead of hears them as he relaxes considerably against his husband's body despite the danger pacing closer, and closer. The urge to strip away the danger and convert the world into something upon which he could simply fuck the Huntsman was tempting indeed. But he could have Ronin when they woke up; the same could not be said for the violence which was frothing at the mouth(s) in the fog.
Peeling himself away from Ronin as the Huntsman swings his ax, Remi shivers with delight at the sound of steel connecting with bone. 'One.' He agrees, before turning his attention to the mist. Tilting his head slightly to the side and looking like a man before a stocked cupboard deciding what to eat, he takes a few steps forward before instantly being dissolved by the mist though somehow his silhouette remains. A silhouette which morphs and mutates until Remi is nothing more than a tangle of limbs and impossibly large claws.
Whether it's one thing or many that advances on the alchemist is hard to say based on the movement of shadows and fog alone. Not even the multitude of screams that follow the sound of muscle and skin being torn away from bone gives much of an indication.
Peeling himself away from Ronin as the Huntsman swings his ax, Remi shivers with delight at the sound of steel connecting with bone. 'One.' He agrees, before turning his attention to the mist. Tilting his head slightly to the side and looking like a man before a stocked cupboard deciding what to eat, he takes a few steps forward before instantly being dissolved by the mist though somehow his silhouette remains. A silhouette which morphs and mutates until Remi is nothing more than a tangle of limbs and impossibly large claws.
Whether it's one thing or many that advances on the alchemist is hard to say based on the movement of shadows and fog alone. Not even the multitude of screams that follow the sound of muscle and skin being torn away from bone gives much of an indication.
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.
