REMI
the bastion
Darling, you never could scare me
Set me ablaze like you do
Set me ablaze like you do
"I..." Glancing at her door, Remi narrows his eyes skeptically as his lower lip puckers out just a fraction. "..thought you were inside." He mumbles before turning toward her, instantly frowning to see the knife in her hands. "Hey, wh—" Distant though the pain in his foot was, no sooner had a small thread of red appeared on Isla's hand than it disappeared entirely. Lifting his eyes, his stare boyish and softly critical, he opts not to ask the obvious question of did you just hurt yourself to heal me, if only because they had bigger fish to fry.
Tugging her close, not minding at all the sticky feel of the ocean still clinging to her bare skin, Remi sighs adoringly before nodding. "That'd be really nice." Glancing at her door, he pauses, frowning. "Are...we going to be alone, or..?"
Tugging her close, not minding at all the sticky feel of the ocean still clinging to her bare skin, Remi sighs adoringly before nodding. "That'd be really nice." Glancing at her door, he pauses, frowning. "Are...we going to be alone, or..?"
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.







