the bastion
Not one to have held back tears even before his alignment shift, as Enzo strolls from one reality and into theirs, the Bastion makes no attempt to hide the breathless sob that pries apart his shaky smile. Tears instantly roll down his cheeks and with his arms wrapped around his family, he has no means nor desire to wipe them away. "You don't look half bad yourself." Remi replies, his voice rough with emotion, because of course their son looks alright, frozen into a splice of time, forever young within Mort's halls.
Enzo asks how much he's missed, and gods it's like a dagger the way the boy says it as if he'd been off travelling, and not waiting out their lives in the Mort's halls. "Nothing we can't catch you up on." The Bastion says, and though their daughter has not said so yet, the way Remi's fingertips find her skin communicates the depth of her need for time alone with Enzo.
Not wanting to let either of them out of his sight, Remi swallows, lifting his gaze above the hovel of reunited siblings, to try and catch Hotaru's gaze. Again he wishes they shared more of a bond that he could communicate nonverbally to her, or that they shared the attuned bond. All he could do was reach out and brush her arm with his fingertips, flooding her with a palette of love and understanding. "Why don't you two go for a little stroll down the beach?" He suggests softly.
Enzo asks how much he's missed, and gods it's like a dagger the way the boy says it as if he'd been off travelling, and not waiting out their lives in the Mort's halls. "Nothing we can't catch you up on." The Bastion says, and though their daughter has not said so yet, the way Remi's fingertips find her skin communicates the depth of her need for time alone with Enzo.
Not wanting to let either of them out of his sight, Remi swallows, lifting his gaze above the hovel of reunited siblings, to try and catch Hotaru's gaze. Again he wishes they shared more of a bond that he could communicate nonverbally to her, or that they shared the attuned bond. All he could do was reach out and brush her arm with his fingertips, flooding her with a palette of love and understanding. "Why don't you two go for a little stroll down the beach?" He suggests softly.
I got a feeling inside that I can't domesticate
It doesn't wanna live in a cage,
A feeling that I can't housebreak
It doesn't wanna live in a cage,
A feeling that I can't housebreak
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.
