#ramyr

[annaxbolina]

demononmyshoulder said: I’m assuming you haven’t watched the mess that was the original FMA. Like, it’s a fucking mess. Also, good for you.

Everyone has voted against me digging up the 2003 one, so I’m beginning to think it really might not be a good idea. :)) 

And thank you. I’m glad to be done with THAT phase of my life, albeit slightly wounded and disenchanted.

[rizkallah]

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[rizkallah]

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[elknin]

ѻ Venyar and Ramyr

A wide yawn was heard in The Deep Thought’s Den, the slim male rolling over to cuddle his sleeping buddy…fuck buddy? Maybe, he couldn’t remember. Nose pressing against the back of their neck he’d mumble assurances,working on sitting up, grey hues alittle bloodshot from all the imbibing lastnight, male almost rolling down the curve of the pillow cocoon, though the feelof cool metal against his wrist cause ears to perk and flick towards the bodyattached to his.

Redhead..damn he did have a type. “`Ey love,love,” he’d mumble, hand reaching out to jostle the half naked male nextto him, still discerning features in the dark…oh. OH. He’d bite down on hisbottom lip, a wide smile on his features although he looked a tad guilty.

"Rambaby, wakey wakey, we’ve go’ a bi’ of a situation.”

[elknin]

ѻ Ramyr and Kirrill xD

He’d been staying away from the bar lately, seeing no‘real’ reason to come here other than perhaps a chance of socialisation withsome inebriated idiot. But alas, he was back, a cup of pummelgranate tea atopthe bar counter as he read over his datachron, fluffy tail curled around thebar stools support beam.

Fluffy ears heard a raucous nearby but he paid littleattention to it, only letting the last few words filter through to his brain“-cuffs are really easy to put on someone!” Click~ He’d stare…and stare some more at the cuff around hisright wrist, tiger orange gaze travelling to see someone’s left wrist beforethey’d flick to the face.

No. Nononono. Not this bastard. “Get. This. Off. Me.Right. Now.” was bitten out, anger quickly threading its way through hisvoice as he looked up at Ramyr. Why on earth had he put it on him in the firstplace?! The person who he’d been showing…whatever he’d been doing looked athim funny, as though he wasn’t in on..whatever it was they were doing. Which hewasn’t.

Slipping from his chair, getting as far away from theredheaded aurin he’d grimace as his wrist was tugged back towards the other.“You have sixty seconds to get this off of me.”

"Sixty."

[annaxbolina]

demononmyshoulder said: THIS IS ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW FOR DRUG COMPUTATIONS: (dose/stock) x ml It gets better with time, really. Also, remind me to tell you of the awesome and sad thing that happened the other day. Awesomely sad. Sadly awesome. Whatever.

No, you do not get to say anything, Ramyr, because you said I had nothing to worry about and I'll be fine and so far, I am not. So shush.

And there are weights and concentrations involved. It isn't just dose/stock x quantity because if it was I wouldn't be making mistakes. Double shush.

_

Also: in your own words, well, we haven't got all day. Out with it.

[tales-of-nexus]

☼ for Ramyr of course xD

"Ah, the young, trigger-happy fellow."  Valkurius overturns his palm with a one-shouldered shrug.  "Can we truly blame him for his outrage?" 

"His anger is one thing, however, and his actions taken on behalf of that anger are troublesome to say the least.  He reacts like a child, damaged and unobserved when he obviously requires a keeper."  The Cassian inclines his chin, unabashed in his admonishment.  "His carelessness will result in others around him being harmed when he does inevitably loose ammunition into a crowd--untrained, I must add."

Valkurius's eyes narrow slightly, and the quirk of his lips is in a warm smile that does not reach the hardness of his gaze.  "And if he cannot learn to temper his gut-reaction, someone will have to put the danger down."

The white-haired man straightens again and flashes a disarmingly genteel smile, clapping his hands together once.  "Well now.  Onward we shall go, then, shall we not?"

[rizkallah]

Created this track using Band in a Box and Logic. It was fun.