the lullaby
How do I learn my dreams to mold
To lay them bare in the morning cold?
To lay them bare in the morning cold?
"Liquor works about as good on me as it would on you." The Lullaby remarks dryly, and though he'd happily take the burn of something dark and warm, he also wasn't intending for this to take any longer than it had to.
Trying to notice as little about Neron as he possibly could as they meandered away from the front of the bar and presumably to some stock room or back office, Remi makes a fist with his left hand that he might feel Ronin's pulse all the more clearly. It was a good deal slower than his own, which was both reassuring and maddening.
Pulling out a vial with his ruined right hand, Remi rolls it against his palm. "I know how this works." He says in a low voice that makes his cheeks burn with guilt and uneasy anticipation. "I would advise you not make it last any longer than I needs to." For both their sakes.
Trying to notice as little about Neron as he possibly could as they meandered away from the front of the bar and presumably to some stock room or back office, Remi makes a fist with his left hand that he might feel Ronin's pulse all the more clearly. It was a good deal slower than his own, which was both reassuring and maddening.
Pulling out a vial with his ruined right hand, Remi rolls it against his palm. "I know how this works." He says in a low voice that makes his cheeks burn with guilt and uneasy anticipation. "I would advise you not make it last any longer than I needs to." For both their sakes.
If they're still out there then the chasm grows
For all you know, for all you've known
For all you know, for all you've known
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.
