REMI
the bastion
& i feel like i'm naked in front of the crowd
'Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
'Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
Remi's expression softens into something weary and deeply understanding as he watches Ronin's gaze drift skyward. His fingers flex gently against the Knight's back, offering silent reassurance even as a fresh wave of emotional exhaustion settles between his own shoulder blades. "I know," he says quietly, voice laced with an ache that mirrors Ronin's fragile tone. "I think she's taken it quite literally everytime we said that we'd be there for her." From flaunting their names as a child to get what she wanted, to using pieces of them to afford the lifestyle she'd chosen in Torchline, to channeling them to get her out of danger and now, to using them to evade death.
Leaning forward, the Bastion kisses Ronin lightly. "We'll figure it out," he murmurs against the Knight's lips, determination threading through the words despite the lingering weight still heavy against his ribs. "For now, though, let's just get you inside, mm? I'd like to think we've filled our danger quota for today."
Leaning forward, the Bastion kisses Ronin lightly. "We'll figure it out," he murmurs against the Knight's lips, determination threading through the words despite the lingering weight still heavy against his ribs. "For now, though, let's just get you inside, mm? I'd like to think we've filled our danger quota for today."
& i know that you'll use them, however you want to
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.







