all we are is skin & bone trained to get along
The old Ronin could have knocked his hand away, could have physically bested him at any point throughout their friendship. This one seemed as though it couldn't even hold its own against a stiff breeze. "Or because it is morning." He replied forcefully.
Despite himself, Remi felt the corners of his lips twitching upward into a smirk. Ludo might have gotten the body wrong, but certainly it had imitated Ronin's wit perfectly. However as he felt the warm affection that his smile seemed to bring course through his body, his anger was fed and the smile disappeared into a much more ferocious grimace.
As 'Ronin' spoke, Remi merely shook his head. A god as well as a star would know those things, if indeed Ronin and Vanya were given that sort of insight. It proved nothing.
But Sugar?
Oh that was an interesting idea—
—but it would mean leaving Aoife unattended, if he called the dragonling out here.
"You stay here." Remi said, pushing against Ronin's shoulder to send him back a few steps. "If you are not a chew toy in a few minutes then...then......." Only Remi didn't know what would happen then.
Because this wasn't real. And Sugar would be the one to prove it.
So saying, he fixed Ronin with a warning glare, and backed into the guildhall, keeping his eyes on Ronin the entire time until the door barricaded his view. Quickly describing the situation to Sugar—though how much she could understand given that she wasn't bonded to Remi the alchemist didn't know—he waited to see what the dragon would do. Whether she understood or not probably didn't matter. Given how short her temper was, Remi very much doubted the man outside would last more than a few seconds parading in Ronin's skin
Despite himself, Remi felt the corners of his lips twitching upward into a smirk. Ludo might have gotten the body wrong, but certainly it had imitated Ronin's wit perfectly. However as he felt the warm affection that his smile seemed to bring course through his body, his anger was fed and the smile disappeared into a much more ferocious grimace.
As 'Ronin' spoke, Remi merely shook his head. A god as well as a star would know those things, if indeed Ronin and Vanya were given that sort of insight. It proved nothing.
But Sugar?
Oh that was an interesting idea—
—but it would mean leaving Aoife unattended, if he called the dragonling out here.
"You stay here." Remi said, pushing against Ronin's shoulder to send him back a few steps. "If you are not a chew toy in a few minutes then...then......." Only Remi didn't know what would happen then.
Because this wasn't real. And Sugar would be the one to prove it.
So saying, he fixed Ronin with a warning glare, and backed into the guildhall, keeping his eyes on Ronin the entire time until the door barricaded his view. Quickly describing the situation to Sugar—though how much she could understand given that she wasn't bonded to Remi the alchemist didn't know—he waited to see what the dragon would do. Whether she understood or not probably didn't matter. Given how short her temper was, Remi very much doubted the man outside would last more than a few seconds parading in Ronin's skin
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.
