i've hidden all my fears in a book for only my eyes to see
"Excuse me," Remi gasps, utterly affronted, "it is not a shack thing—it is a magical fucking wagon, Ronin. So yes, that’s exactly what I’m saying. It could anchor the whole continent if it wanted to." Could it? For the sake of winning this argument, absolutely it could.
He fake-flails in Ronin’s arms, limbs flopping dramatically as he’s wrestled backward, sand kicking up with each exaggerated step. "At least I don’t groan like I’ve just climbed a mountain every time I get out of a chair!" he accuses (he does). "Or constantly need to broadcast every single grey hair I find in the mirror!"
But then they're back to the fateful day on the beach and Remi squints up at his husband with full theatrical suspicion. "Okay but how long were you watching before you decided to intervene, oh great lifeguard? Because I’m just saying, from the way you stormed in, it looked like someone wanted to join the party."
His words are punctuated by the smack to his backside, and Remi lets out a scandalized gasp that could wake the dead. He wheels on Ronin, curls bouncing and sea-glass eyes wide. "You kissed me first!" he yells over the clearing, gesturing wildly like he’s trying to alert the entire Greatwood. "And I felt really bad about cheating on Ianto, THANK YOU VERY MUCH!" For all he knew, the fox was listening in right then.
He fake-flails in Ronin’s arms, limbs flopping dramatically as he’s wrestled backward, sand kicking up with each exaggerated step. "At least I don’t groan like I’ve just climbed a mountain every time I get out of a chair!" he accuses (he does). "Or constantly need to broadcast every single grey hair I find in the mirror!"
But then they're back to the fateful day on the beach and Remi squints up at his husband with full theatrical suspicion. "Okay but how long were you watching before you decided to intervene, oh great lifeguard? Because I’m just saying, from the way you stormed in, it looked like someone wanted to join the party."
His words are punctuated by the smack to his backside, and Remi lets out a scandalized gasp that could wake the dead. He wheels on Ronin, curls bouncing and sea-glass eyes wide. "You kissed me first!" he yells over the clearing, gesturing wildly like he’s trying to alert the entire Greatwood. "And I felt really bad about cheating on Ianto, THANK YOU VERY MUCH!" For all he knew, the fox was listening in right then.
THE
BASTION
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.
