honey, you're familiar like my mirror years ago
"Maybe so, but at least you can let loose and not worry about having to pull your punches." The Basion replies with an easy smile.
Knowing full well the sordid affair he's describing—it's likely much worse for Zavien if he'd ever met the woman in question. Hotaru's beauty certainly lent itself to her legacy as much as her cunning and magic did, and Zavien likely wouldn't be the first to find it entirely unfair that the chance to bed the Valkyrie had been wasted on someone like Remi. Alas.
"Mmmmm." Remi agrees, noting the other man's flush but not drawing attention to it. If anything it was refreshing to meet someone who could still be moved by tales of salacious encounters with gods. Sadly for the Bastion, most of his friends had experienced too much of the same to even bat an eye. "More or less. If you chat with Ronin I would advise not mentioning Hotaru's name, but otherwise..." A boyishly affectionate smile tugs at Remi's lips that has him smiling down into his glass. Gods but he did love his husband, silly grudges and all.
"It absolutely doesn't, and yet." All Remi can do is offer the other man a shrug before nodding at his beer. "Another?"
Knowing full well the sordid affair he's describing—it's likely much worse for Zavien if he'd ever met the woman in question. Hotaru's beauty certainly lent itself to her legacy as much as her cunning and magic did, and Zavien likely wouldn't be the first to find it entirely unfair that the chance to bed the Valkyrie had been wasted on someone like Remi. Alas.
"Mmmmm." Remi agrees, noting the other man's flush but not drawing attention to it. If anything it was refreshing to meet someone who could still be moved by tales of salacious encounters with gods. Sadly for the Bastion, most of his friends had experienced too much of the same to even bat an eye. "More or less. If you chat with Ronin I would advise not mentioning Hotaru's name, but otherwise..." A boyishly affectionate smile tugs at Remi's lips that has him smiling down into his glass. Gods but he did love his husband, silly grudges and all.
"It absolutely doesn't, and yet." All Remi can do is offer the other man a shrug before nodding at his beer. "Another?"
idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on its sword
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.
