Let's not get lost in the dark blue
But darling if we do, just find me and I'll find you
But darling if we do, just find me and I'll find you
"Oh? Can you not hear it?" Remi muses as if genuinely befuddled. "How about now?" Leaning close as if to press his lips against Ronin's, the alchemist tilts his head at the last minute so as to keep them apart. As he does so the music he'd selected for their wedding begins to play around them. This part of the memory is not one he's accessed for quite some time (preferring other snippets of that night as you'd expect), but the melody is no less vibrant for it.
'Mmm, and then some.' Remi agrees with a quiet huff. Though Ronin is the better dancer of the two of them, the alchemist learned more than enough to keep up appearances back in Northaven, and so it's with laughable ease that the pair create random patterns in the snow as Remi leads them around.
"What I would quite like to know, though.." He murmurs against Ronin's cheek, letting his words hum and ring against the illusory music. "..is what flavour of icecream I am meant to pay for.."
'Mmm, and then some.' Remi agrees with a quiet huff. Though Ronin is the better dancer of the two of them, the alchemist learned more than enough to keep up appearances back in Northaven, and so it's with laughable ease that the pair create random patterns in the snow as Remi leads them around.
"What I would quite like to know, though.." He murmurs against Ronin's cheek, letting his words hum and ring against the illusory music. "..is what flavour of icecream I am meant to pay for.."
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.
