[Mini Event] TMI

are you really going to talk about timing in times like these?

Showing up and looking like a granny on her way to a cookout, the Bastion had a bag over one shoulder filled with some yarn and knitting needles, and a chair strapped to his back. Though Ronin had been intentionally vague about what Seren's meeting would be about, Remi had gleaned that it had something to do with their abilities versus The Family's, and as such, he felt his invitation was at most just out of respect. As shown during their recent tournament, Remi's days of packing a punch were basically all over now, and while he was happy to sit around and be a shield, he doubted if that was needed.

So here he was. With his knitting.

With a wave to Seren —he'd go over to properly greet her when this was all said and done—Remi similarly waved to the others who had arrived. His gaze lingered on Amhran before offering Deimos a complex look of whomst the fuck, before shrugging and unfolding his chair.

remi

Styling stolen from Sky (obviously)