the bastion
i don't want the world to see me,
because I don't think they'd understand
because I don't think they'd understand
"You never know, perhaps at one of the masquerades we did." Remi says, raising an eyebrow and grinning at the former duchess. Having very few memories of Isla from that time, the Bastion couldn't be entirely sure.
"Well, that just so happened to be my intention." Remi says with a laugh as he easily slides his arm around Isla's lower back and proceeds to fit them into the not-unfamiliar steps of Caido's version of a tango. "I will be sure to tell Ronin that you think so." The Bastion chuckles. Though the room had only grown more crowded as the evening went on, to Remi at least, it felt as though he and Isla were the only ones for whom the small orchestra was playing.
"How have you been lately?"
"Well, that just so happened to be my intention." Remi says with a laugh as he easily slides his arm around Isla's lower back and proceeds to fit them into the not-unfamiliar steps of Caido's version of a tango. "I will be sure to tell Ronin that you think so." The Bastion chuckles. Though the room had only grown more crowded as the evening went on, to Remi at least, it felt as though he and Isla were the only ones for whom the small orchestra was playing.
"How have you been lately?"
when everything's meant to be broken,
i just want you to know who I am
i just want you to know who I am
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.
