REMI
the bastion
What good are hands
if there's nothing that they hold
if there's nothing that they hold
Remi can’t help but fuss over the cub, scratching through damp fur and running his fingers along the line of her jaw until her purr rumbles louder. "My husband’s companion is much the same," he admits, voice edged with laughter. "Once you’ve been claimed, there’s no getting free."
Ashe’s name draws his gaze back out over the Pool, eyes narrowing with thought. Her story was a puzzle he hadn’t bothered to fully piece back together now that it was one he wasn’t sure needed solving. She was back, and that was enough. "I hadn’t realized they stayed in Halo quite so long," he muses, turning his attention back to Damien. The comment about family earns an easy nod and a quiet chuckle. "Compared to the trouble Ronin, Ashe, and I managed to stir up, Theea’s been remarkably tame from what I’ve seen so far." His grin quirks wider, self-deprecating. "Though I doubt it will last much longer now that she’s finding her own footing." With a pause, Remi's expression tightens somewhat as he winces. "And now that she's friends with my daughter."
Looking down again, Remi wiggles his toes experimentally beneath the cub’s determined weight before huffing out a laugh. "Well, it seems I’m taking a longer break than I meant to," he says, boyish and unbothered, scratching once more between Aria’s ears. "But I can’t say I mind."
Ashe’s name draws his gaze back out over the Pool, eyes narrowing with thought. Her story was a puzzle he hadn’t bothered to fully piece back together now that it was one he wasn’t sure needed solving. She was back, and that was enough. "I hadn’t realized they stayed in Halo quite so long," he muses, turning his attention back to Damien. The comment about family earns an easy nod and a quiet chuckle. "Compared to the trouble Ronin, Ashe, and I managed to stir up, Theea’s been remarkably tame from what I’ve seen so far." His grin quirks wider, self-deprecating. "Though I doubt it will last much longer now that she’s finding her own footing." With a pause, Remi's expression tightens somewhat as he winces. "And now that she's friends with my daughter."
Looking down again, Remi wiggles his toes experimentally beneath the cub’s determined weight before huffing out a laugh. "Well, it seems I’m taking a longer break than I meant to," he says, boyish and unbothered, scratching once more between Aria’s ears. "But I can’t say I mind."
And what good are hearts
if you bury them all alone?
if you bury them all alone?
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.
