REMI
the bastion
Darling, you never could scare me
Set me ablaze like you do
Set me ablaze like you do
Far too caught up in trying to maintain both sides of the silent conversation taking place in his head, Remi hardly noticed Isla arriving or stopping and watching him, before the sound of her clearing her throat nearly had him jumping out of his skin. Spinning, Remi's sandaled foot catches on one of her steps, almost instantly bloodying his toe with the force of the movement. While the Bastion had learned not to hug too hard or shake hands with the sort of grip that could break fingers, when it came to being startled he was still a bit of a danger.
Apparently just to himself, though.
"Ow, fuck, I mean, hello." The words seem to come out all at once, taking the place of the clever words he'd so carefully been preparing. Straightening, his smile crooked and apologetic, Remi ruffles a hand through his hair and sighs. "Hi."
Apparently just to himself, though.
"Ow, fuck, I mean, hello." The words seem to come out all at once, taking the place of the clever words he'd so carefully been preparing. Straightening, his smile crooked and apologetic, Remi ruffles a hand through his hair and sighs. "Hi."
I'd walk over coals in my bare feet
If that gets me closer to you
If that gets me closer to you
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.







