REMI
the bastion
Darling, you never could scare me
Set me ablaze like you do
Set me ablaze like you do
Remi’s eyes narrow, suspicious and delighted in equal measure, even as he lets himself be tugged closer. "If you’ve been hiding it from me all this time," he says, mouth brushing close to Ronin’s ear as they walk, "I hope you’ve at least been using it to house something important. Like a secret stash of my missing socks." He'd always blamed Sugar, but it wouldn't surprise him in the least to know that Ronin had been scheming up some long con.
His fingers tighten gently around the Knight's, and the smile that slips across his face is boyish in a way that’s rarely seen outside of mornings like this—mornings when the air smells like sea salt and grilled fish, and the world hasn’t demanded anything of them yet. "And if it is where you left it, I swear to Mort I’ll be impressed," he adds with a sideways glance, the corner of his mouth twitching upward. "Then again, I suppose neither of us are surprised by my bad memory anymore." He presses in as Ronin wraps his arm around him, their steps falling into a lazy, sun-drunk rhythm.
His fingers tighten gently around the Knight's, and the smile that slips across his face is boyish in a way that’s rarely seen outside of mornings like this—mornings when the air smells like sea salt and grilled fish, and the world hasn’t demanded anything of them yet. "And if it is where you left it, I swear to Mort I’ll be impressed," he adds with a sideways glance, the corner of his mouth twitching upward. "Then again, I suppose neither of us are surprised by my bad memory anymore." He presses in as Ronin wraps his arm around him, their steps falling into a lazy, sun-drunk rhythm.
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.
