the bastion
And you should know,
I left but never lost my place
I left but never lost my place
Remi laughs, warm and affectionate, the sound curling like sunlight beneath the thatched roof of the bar. "I want you to enjoy yourself," he says with a faux-magnanimous gesture, raising his drink as though it were an endorsement of reckless joy. "Especially if you're going to be carried home either way."
The idea of shared musical destruction clearly delights him. With a mischievous gleam in his eye, Remi leans in across the table. "Maybe one day," he begins, conspiratorial, "we pick one of the bars we’re not that fond of. You can belt out your sea shanties and I’ll blow the dust off the harmonica." He taps the table lightly, nodding with mock-seriousness. "I'm sure between the two of us we can get a handful of notes in tune."
But then Ronin is winking again, smug and sweet, and Remi’s whole face softens as he watches him. Gods, the way love could still hit him like a wave even after all these years. Still, he smirks, tipping his head and curling his fingers around his glass. "If you’re only looking at me, you’re liable to trip over all the adoring fans you’ve got, you know. Gods know what I might do if you fall and suffer another concussion."
The idea of shared musical destruction clearly delights him. With a mischievous gleam in his eye, Remi leans in across the table. "Maybe one day," he begins, conspiratorial, "we pick one of the bars we’re not that fond of. You can belt out your sea shanties and I’ll blow the dust off the harmonica." He taps the table lightly, nodding with mock-seriousness. "I'm sure between the two of us we can get a handful of notes in tune."
But then Ronin is winking again, smug and sweet, and Remi’s whole face softens as he watches him. Gods, the way love could still hit him like a wave even after all these years. Still, he smirks, tipping his head and curling his fingers around his glass. "If you’re only looking at me, you’re liable to trip over all the adoring fans you’ve got, you know. Gods know what I might do if you fall and suffer another concussion."
and these nights I miss you most
my heart is yours to break
my heart is yours to break
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.
