all we are is skin & bone trained to get along
Well it was beyond the wall. So I suppose it wasn't Northaven. Remi grinned back.
It was a good thing Remi's cheeks were black and furry, because the blush that would otherwise have bloomed as the fox mentioned being well-behaved made the alchemist want to run under something quite cold for a moment. If telling an amnesiac the 'first' time with them that you'd been planning on sex in the woods constituted being well-behaved, Remi could hardly imagine what else he was in for should his guard come down.
The mention of Loren riled nothing in the alchemist now. Only a distant sort of understanding that Loren had been a librarian, someone that Remi had fallen in love with, who very much hadn't reciprocated. However hearing that Ianto had once been trying to rob Remi had the raccoon tittering under his breath in a sort of disbelieving cackle of amusement. You said...you were inspecting my roof? Remi ventured, thinking he remembered Vai saying something along those lines when she'd recited the story to him.
I hate hearing about all of this second hand. Or third hand in some cases. Remi admitted with a whining sort of elongated sigh. There is a man here too that I have apparently forgotten about. Though he then chose to forget about me in response so...I suppose it is just you now to sort out.
It was a good thing Remi's cheeks were black and furry, because the blush that would otherwise have bloomed as the fox mentioned being well-behaved made the alchemist want to run under something quite cold for a moment. If telling an amnesiac the 'first' time with them that you'd been planning on sex in the woods constituted being well-behaved, Remi could hardly imagine what else he was in for should his guard come down.
The mention of Loren riled nothing in the alchemist now. Only a distant sort of understanding that Loren had been a librarian, someone that Remi had fallen in love with, who very much hadn't reciprocated. However hearing that Ianto had once been trying to rob Remi had the raccoon tittering under his breath in a sort of disbelieving cackle of amusement. You said...you were inspecting my roof? Remi ventured, thinking he remembered Vai saying something along those lines when she'd recited the story to him.
I hate hearing about all of this second hand. Or third hand in some cases. Remi admitted with a whining sort of elongated sigh. There is a man here too that I have apparently forgotten about. Though he then chose to forget about me in response so...I suppose it is just you now to sort out.
forever going with the flow, but you're friction
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.
