the bastion
Remi hums, nodding as he brings his tea nearer, though he doesn’t yet drink from it. "It certainly is," he agrees, his smile easy. "I find it has made me much less tolerant of the cold, now." Chuckling, he tilts his head to the side, a bit of boyish mischief alighting in his seaglass eyes. "Truthfully, I turn into quite the baby now when I go to Halo or anywhere cold."
Even with the café full and Ronin still caught across the room, there is nothing hurried in the way he settles back in his chair. His gaze drifts briefly toward the windows and the pale Deepfrost light beyond them before returning to Aithne. "Was the weather what brought you into town, then? Or are you staying for LongNight as well?"
Even with the café full and Ronin still caught across the room, there is nothing hurried in the way he settles back in his chair. His gaze drifts briefly toward the windows and the pale Deepfrost light beyond them before returning to Aithne. "Was the weather what brought you into town, then? Or are you staying for LongNight as well?"
I got a feeling inside that I can't domesticate
It doesn't wanna live in a cage,
A feeling that I can't housebreak
It doesn't wanna live in a cage,
A feeling that I can't housebreak
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.
