gratuitous violence; unnecessary, satisfying, heartbreaking
I've got you.
Ronin is sure he hears it as he falls, from the strange space where he exists outside his physical body, and though the void-ravaged part of him seethes and rages, somewhere deep, deep down, he feels nothing but relief. Guilt and shame and relief that this might finally be over, like he might be able to see again as if the fog is about to part at last.
He comes back to himself at the same time as his fingers are clamped around the stem of Vi's Rose, his body surging up to break the surface without his needing to instruct it. Gasping in a desperate lungful of air, already his fingers have released the bloom - spent, now, its magic used up in cleansing his body of the infection - and his hands slap at the water to try and grab on to any part of Remi he can reach.
"Gods--" He gasps, grateful for the salt water to hide the way his eyes are already stinging, Ronin dismissing his wings so they might not drag him back under, and so he can better draw the Bastion to him. "Gods, I-- Remi, are you--" Okay? Hurt? "I'm so sorry, she - Dahlia told me to... and I couldn't stop it--"
Ronin is sure he hears it as he falls, from the strange space where he exists outside his physical body, and though the void-ravaged part of him seethes and rages, somewhere deep, deep down, he feels nothing but relief. Guilt and shame and relief that this might finally be over, like he might be able to see again as if the fog is about to part at last.
He comes back to himself at the same time as his fingers are clamped around the stem of Vi's Rose, his body surging up to break the surface without his needing to instruct it. Gasping in a desperate lungful of air, already his fingers have released the bloom - spent, now, its magic used up in cleansing his body of the infection - and his hands slap at the water to try and grab on to any part of Remi he can reach.
"Gods--" He gasps, grateful for the salt water to hide the way his eyes are already stinging, Ronin dismissing his wings so they might not drag him back under, and so he can better draw the Bastion to him. "Gods, I-- Remi, are you--" Okay? Hurt? "I'm so sorry, she - Dahlia told me to... and I couldn't stop it--"
RONIN
