i could be anything in the world
Remi directs the flying potato into his mouth, his teeth clicking shut as Ianto lands in his lap. Allowing himself one completely (un)subtle chew, the Alchemist raises a brow at the muddy fox who has, in all likelihood, spilled his stew all over Remi's lap.
Frowning deeply, not at all happy about this sort of warmth spreading between his legs (though really, it was better than the other kind), Remi just tilts his head accusingly to the side, narrowing his eyes at Ianto. "Remember that talk about manners we just had?" He asks, sounding unimpressed, but grinning just the same.
Frowning deeply, not at all happy about this sort of warmth spreading between his legs (though really, it was better than the other kind), Remi just tilts his head accusingly to the side, narrowing his eyes at Ianto. "Remember that talk about manners we just had?" He asks, sounding unimpressed, but grinning just the same.
THE ALCHEMIST
but all i wanted was to be his
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.
