hope keeps us breathing, just to kill us in the end
Remi has had the luxury for some time now of not needing to size up his opponents. Whatever vows Jack had made to Safrin were the least of his worries as much as whatever powers had come with them. His fingers could have been lined with mageglass and the Bastion still wouldn't have blinked.
As it happens Jack's promise makes things feel suddenly much worse, as if the captain had just tripped and fallen into a situation he couldn't possibly have seen coming. While there was perhaps a bit of truth in that, to Remi's ears it sounded far too careless for his liking. Running his tongue along his teeth and forcing himself to take another breath, Remi glances up at the ceiling for a moment before his gaze swiftly lowers. "And just what the fuck is a man like you doing in a formal relationship with someone her?" Someone as weaselly and bad as Jack was, someone as old as Jack was, someone as cut from the wrong fucking cloth as Jack was.
As it happens Jack's promise makes things feel suddenly much worse, as if the captain had just tripped and fallen into a situation he couldn't possibly have seen coming. While there was perhaps a bit of truth in that, to Remi's ears it sounded far too careless for his liking. Running his tongue along his teeth and forcing himself to take another breath, Remi glances up at the ceiling for a moment before his gaze swiftly lowers. "And just what the fuck is a man like you doing in a formal relationship with someone her?" Someone as weaselly and bad as Jack was, someone as old as Jack was, someone as cut from the wrong fucking cloth as Jack was.
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.
