Let's not get lost in the dark blue
But darling if we do, just find me and I'll find you
But darling if we do, just find me and I'll find you
Remi’s laugh spills out bright and unrestrained as he barrels after her, the sound warm and full of fondness. "Sugar or Oria!" he calls back, voice carrying easily over the wind and surf. "Or—ah, maybe a thief broke in, hm? Someone trying to frame me and steal my husband away." The ridiculousness of it makes him grin wider, boyish mischief flashing across his face even as he hops clumsily from violet to violet.
When Theea goes down in her grand, tragic finale, he slows, laughter still bubbling in his chest. The moment her single eye cracks open, she’s met with a sudden rush of white and gold, his wings unfurling in a sweep of bright feathers. "No, no, no," he croons, swooping down as though the lava itself were licking at her heels. She’s featherlight against his strength, gathered up from the stones with effortless ease, his arms secure around her as if he’d plucked her right out of the game’s fiery end. Already his wings are carrying them skyward, spray turning to mist beneath them. "I won’t let the lava have you!" he promises, mock-dramatic and utterly adoring, the words softened by the warmth in his smile as he flies her over the blur of rainbow stones.
When Theea goes down in her grand, tragic finale, he slows, laughter still bubbling in his chest. The moment her single eye cracks open, she’s met with a sudden rush of white and gold, his wings unfurling in a sweep of bright feathers. "No, no, no," he croons, swooping down as though the lava itself were licking at her heels. She’s featherlight against his strength, gathered up from the stones with effortless ease, his arms secure around her as if he’d plucked her right out of the game’s fiery end. Already his wings are carrying them skyward, spray turning to mist beneath them. "I won’t let the lava have you!" he promises, mock-dramatic and utterly adoring, the words softened by the warmth in his smile as he flies her over the blur of rainbow stones.
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.
