it was me who wrote onto the wooden door your name
"Oh yeah?" Remi wonders against Ronin's lips, his tone wicked and perhaps a little bit defiant of there having been any actual danger out and about. It's only the fact that the Nova isn't pulling off his pants and pushing him back into bed that has the Lullaby thinking there was indeed more truth to his husband's words.
"Oh?" Wondering who the hell would be up in their neck of the woods with the skill to kill a dragon, it was the mention of something haven falling from the stars that sent a cold shiver down Remi's spine followed quickly by feathers. "What?" He asked flatly, straightening. To anyone listening Ronin's description might merely have sounded aesthetic, but to Remi's ears, he knew the warning it was.
"Ronin, that's—" A problem? Could mean your death? Is very very bad? But before he could finish, Remi was channeled by their daughter, and thus disappeared from Ronin's arms, coffee, blanket, and all.
"Oh?" Wondering who the hell would be up in their neck of the woods with the skill to kill a dragon, it was the mention of something haven falling from the stars that sent a cold shiver down Remi's spine followed quickly by feathers. "What?" He asked flatly, straightening. To anyone listening Ronin's description might merely have sounded aesthetic, but to Remi's ears, he knew the warning it was.
"Ronin, that's—" A problem? Could mean your death? Is very very bad? But before he could finish, Remi was channeled by their daughter, and thus disappeared from Ronin's arms, coffee, blanket, and all.
it'll last there longer than in this body i can stay
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.
