REMI
the bastion
Darling, you never could scare me
Set me ablaze like you do
Set me ablaze like you do
Remi ducks back into the bathroom, leaving a trail of half-dried footprints on the wooden floor. The hiss of water cuts off abruptly, and within moments he’s tugging on a threadbare T-shirt and a loose pair of sweatpants. There’s still a slick of conditioner in his curls—he didn’t have time to rinse it out properly—and he combs a hand through them in a futile attempt to tame the mess before rejoining Isla.
Finding her in the living area, elbows braced on her knees and head bowed in her hands, the Bastion doesn’t hesitate; Remi sinks down onto the couch beside her, arms opening to draw her into a firm, reassuring hug. Even if his hair drips the last of its water onto her shoulder, he hopes she'll forgive him for it given the uncharacteristic concern he can both hear in her voice and feel shining out of her through all the places they touch.
"Yeah, I heard.." Shaking his head slightly and adjusting in whatever way would offer Isla either the space or closeness she required, Remi's brow furrowed as he softly exhaled. "..I assume you mean about Everest?" Blinking, when they'd last spoken about it Isla had not only known he was infected but seemed content to simply let things run their course. He'd even seen the pair together at the Festival of Lights looking no worse for wear.
Finding her in the living area, elbows braced on her knees and head bowed in her hands, the Bastion doesn’t hesitate; Remi sinks down onto the couch beside her, arms opening to draw her into a firm, reassuring hug. Even if his hair drips the last of its water onto her shoulder, he hopes she'll forgive him for it given the uncharacteristic concern he can both hear in her voice and feel shining out of her through all the places they touch.
"Yeah, I heard.." Shaking his head slightly and adjusting in whatever way would offer Isla either the space or closeness she required, Remi's brow furrowed as he softly exhaled. "..I assume you mean about Everest?" Blinking, when they'd last spoken about it Isla had not only known he was infected but seemed content to simply let things run their course. He'd even seen the pair together at the Festival of Lights looking no worse for wear.
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.
