walked out this morning and i wrote down this song.
i just can't remember who to send it to
i just can't remember who to send it to
"Who cares. That building was old and tired anyways." Remi said with a careless shrug. He reached for Ronin's hand, easily able to get himself up but not minding the offered contact.
Glancing down at his other hand, still stained a reddish-brown, Remi frowned with amusement and nodded. "I feel...completely fine, actually. Fighting apparently agrees with me." He added, grinning crookedly at Ronin beneath the flop of his curls before lifting his chin to regard his husband fully. "That or...whatever we are calling what just happened is targeted somehow."
Glancing down at his other hand, still stained a reddish-brown, Remi frowned with amusement and nodded. "I feel...completely fine, actually. Fighting apparently agrees with me." He added, grinning crookedly at Ronin beneath the flop of his curls before lifting his chin to regard his husband fully. "That or...whatever we are calling what just happened is targeted somehow."
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.
