the bastion
Heavy like a landslide
That's the way my heart beats now
That's the way my heart beats now
Having returned to their shower once Isla left, Remi had lingered beneath the warm water, and then lingered some more, hoping (in vain, as it turned out), that Ronin would come home in time to join him. However as the minutes ticked on and the water threatened to run cold, the Bastion had moodily exited, putting on the same clothes he'd worn earlier with Isla before collapsing down onto the bed to wait for Ronin to come home.
The sound of a clumsy landing on the porch had Remi immediately stiffening, his eyes lifting from the book he'd been vaguely attempting to read. Already on his feet by the time Ronin pushed the door open, the Bastion hardly needed to hear the word trouble drop from his husband's lips. While it didn't make him move any faster, it certainly had his blood running cold as he immediately reached out to place his hand over top of Ronin's. "Please tell me this isn't some romantic attempt to reenact that day you were stabbed back by my apartment..?" Shakily said, his attempt at humour falling far short of its intended mark, Remi tried to swallow around the lump in his throat; it wasn't unusual for one of them to stumble home covered in blood, and while grievous injuries were a bit more uncommon, it was rarer still for their presence to denote actual trouble.
The sound of a clumsy landing on the porch had Remi immediately stiffening, his eyes lifting from the book he'd been vaguely attempting to read. Already on his feet by the time Ronin pushed the door open, the Bastion hardly needed to hear the word trouble drop from his husband's lips. While it didn't make him move any faster, it certainly had his blood running cold as he immediately reached out to place his hand over top of Ronin's. "Please tell me this isn't some romantic attempt to reenact that day you were stabbed back by my apartment..?" Shakily said, his attempt at humour falling far short of its intended mark, Remi tried to swallow around the lump in his throat; it wasn't unusual for one of them to stumble home covered in blood, and while grievous injuries were a bit more uncommon, it was rarer still for their presence to denote actual trouble.
Up until the last sunrise
I'll be reaching for you
I'll be reaching for 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.
