maybe i'm a runaway train, maybe i'm a feather in a hurricane
'You've seen how.' Remi said back in toneless voice, still coming down off the adrenaline rush of what he'd just done. "It took Sugar the longest time to understand why I flinched every time she turned something to ice." He added in a softer tone, crumbling against Ronin once he was sure his husband could take it.
"I'm the one who should be sorry." The Alchemist protested, using a dusty hair to roughly push hair from Ronin's eyes, leaving his palm to curl around Ronin's cheek. "I wanted to put up a good fight but...it was selfish to show you that. It wasn't something you ever needed to see."
"I'm the one who should be sorry." The Alchemist protested, using a dusty hair to roughly push hair from Ronin's eyes, leaving his palm to curl around Ronin's cheek. "I wanted to put up a good fight but...it was selfish to show you that. It wasn't something you ever needed to see."
THE ALCHEMIST
maybe it's a long gray game, but maybe that's a good thing
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.
