maybe i'm a runaway train, maybe i'm a feather in a hurricane
Rolling his shoulder slightly so that he might fit all the more closely against Ronin's side, Remi continues to keep the Huntsman's hand captive against his lips. He really ought to go and visit Ludo to take care of his arm and wings, but until he could do so without demanding the herald strip him of his demigod abilities and responsibilities, it probably wasn't a good idea.
"Thanks." Remi mumbles, both in response to Sugar sending off the letters and to Ronin's belief in him. Grumpy though he might be, that wasn't enough to put Remi off his breakfast. So without releasing Ronin's hand, the Lullaby slorps out a tentacle to grab his fork. Spooning feeding he and Ronin so that neither would have to move, Remi smirks to himself.
'You know, if it was not for everyone else, this really would be the perfect life."
"Thanks." Remi mumbles, both in response to Sugar sending off the letters and to Ronin's belief in him. Grumpy though he might be, that wasn't enough to put Remi off his breakfast. So without releasing Ronin's hand, the Lullaby slorps out a tentacle to grab his fork. Spooning feeding he and Ronin so that neither would have to move, Remi smirks to himself.
'You know, if it was not for everyone else, this really would be the perfect life."
THE LULLABY
maybe it's a long gray game, but maybe that's a good thing
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.
