REMI
the bastion
& my heart ran away with me
Remi answers Colt ’s smile with one of his own, broad shoulders rising beneath his coat. "It isn’t a worry at all." His eyebrows bounce as though he’s about to let her in on something far more solemn than the expression on his face suggests. "It is my duty from Mort, though, so I’ll be taking it very seriously." The twinkle in his sea-glass eyes ruins the gravity of the promise almost immediately. He wouldn’t allow so much as a claw to reach Colt if he could prevent it, but that hardly means he intends to conduct himself with any particular dignity while doing so.
Case in point, the moment the snowball bursts against the back of Ronin ’s head, Remi turns his face toward the sky and frowns thoughtfully at the clouds, as though they're suddenly incredibly interesting. Only when his name is called does he glance back at his husband, surprise widening his eyes. "What?" he asks, with such polished innocence that it might almost have been convincing had his grin not already begun to betray him.
The appearance of the ursur saves him from any immediate retaliation, though Remi only stares at the massive creature as it advances, entirely untroubled by its size or serrated tusks. When Ronin shifts and bounds into its view, the Bastion’s attention follows the movement of his fluffy tail with open fondness. "I love when he does that," he murmurs, chuckling to himself before sweeping one arm toward the path ahead and beckoning Colt onward. "Ladies first."
Even as he says it, his magic reaches silently for her, fastening the invisible tether between them so that whatever the ursur might manage to inflict upon Colt will find Remi instead.
Remi tethers himself to Colt!
Magic: Don't Pick Fights You Can't Win | Characters/Creatures who have a difference of 30 STR or greater compared to Remi, roll with disadvantage.
Type: Grey | Rank: Basic | Cost: Feat
Magic: I’ll have what he’s having | Tethers himself to someone and takes all of their damage during an encounter until it’s recast.
Type: Light | Rank: Mastered | Cost: Action
Case in point, the moment the snowball bursts against the back of Ronin ’s head, Remi turns his face toward the sky and frowns thoughtfully at the clouds, as though they're suddenly incredibly interesting. Only when his name is called does he glance back at his husband, surprise widening his eyes. "What?" he asks, with such polished innocence that it might almost have been convincing had his grin not already begun to betray him.
The appearance of the ursur saves him from any immediate retaliation, though Remi only stares at the massive creature as it advances, entirely untroubled by its size or serrated tusks. When Ronin shifts and bounds into its view, the Bastion’s attention follows the movement of his fluffy tail with open fondness. "I love when he does that," he murmurs, chuckling to himself before sweeping one arm toward the path ahead and beckoning Colt onward. "Ladies first."
Even as he says it, his magic reaches silently for her, fastening the invisible tether between them so that whatever the ursur might manage to inflict upon Colt will find Remi instead.
Remi tethers himself to Colt!
Magic: Don't Pick Fights You Can't Win | Characters/Creatures who have a difference of 30 STR or greater compared to Remi, roll with disadvantage.
Type: Grey | Rank: Basic | Cost: Feat
Magic: I’ll have what he’s having | Tethers himself to someone and takes all of their damage during an encounter until it’s recast.
Type: Light | Rank: Mastered | Cost: Action
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.
