I will fight the end
"You know, I don't think I have ever seen so many Ancients in one place," Ronin says conversationally, the words murmured quietly enough for Remi's ears only. Shrugging out of his coat and handing it to someone who has been hovering nearby and waiting to take it, he smiles cheerfully to his husband and offers him his arm so they might step inside the Temple properly.
Given that he had encouraged this ball and that he's been thoroughly looking forward to it as well, the Knight arrives in a well-tailored suit of pale grey as if he'd been made to wear it, his white shirt crisp, his tie a deep, metallic blue, and a spray of pixui down has been pinned to his jacket pocket. "Before any socialising," he tells the Bastion, "I demand at least one dance from my husband. Then I will let you climb a vine as a wallflower. Deal?"
Given that he had encouraged this ball and that he's been thoroughly looking forward to it as well, the Knight arrives in a well-tailored suit of pale grey as if he'd been made to wear it, his white shirt crisp, his tie a deep, metallic blue, and a spray of pixui down has been pinned to his jacket pocket. "Before any socialising," he tells the Bastion, "I demand at least one dance from my husband. Then I will let you climb a vine as a wallflower. Deal?"
'til the end is here
