[RQ] I'll be something beyond compare

RONIN

the white knight

"I'm full of 'em, or so I'm told," Ronin says with a boyish grin. Not bad ideas, that is. "And that's true enough - if Safrin was able to write your engagement in the stars, I'm sure she'd be happy to help keep the dragons away. Sugar and Spice notwithstanding, obviously." Setting down the anchor and returning for the fishing poles and canvas, it isn't long before the dock is as clear as they can make it, and the ships have been jostled out of the way of potential cannon-fire.

Able to see Remi's approach in the ominous ripples in the deeper water, he steps back automatically as the tentacles breach the surface, eyes narrowing with a mix of affection and exasperation. "Nothing I can see," he responds to the Bastion, his words carrying aloud and through the Attuned bond. "And if any ships breach the buoy lines you've made, I feel as though that's on them."

In short, a job well done, and relatively quickly too.

i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first

Kaisel

”Obviously!” he confirms, eyes widening with mild horror at the very thought of banning the pair of them. It is a good caveat to tack onto the request though, if it comes to it. ”They’re going to be the ring bearers. Although we also talked about maybe you flying Flora in, and about turning into wind, soooo…” His hand pulls on the back of his neck as he rises up from place all the scraps and loose ends out of the way. ”Plans are fluid at the moment,” he decides as an appropriate finish. Which isn’t untrue, although he suspects Sugar and Spice will have a role to play somehow, just as Ronin will in some capacity of escorting Flora, be it wing or otherwise.

The wet smack and squelch of tentacles better equipped at tearing docks down than hauling the creature attached to them up turns Kaisel’s attention. His brow lifts faintly in confusion at Ronin seeming to talk to himself, and Kaisel only just remembers that he’s likely hearing half of a conversation before asking Ronin if his eyes are alright then.

”I think once we install the cannon, which shouldn’t take long, then they’ll be well aware of why the buyos are there.” An inherent respect for the boundary built in at the risk of losing their ship. ”I do think it’s ready though. Nice straight shot.”

Haters on my back like a backpack
Blowin' up I'm fucking flawless

Code stolen from Queen Sky

REMI

the bastion

& my heart ran away with me

The weight of Ronin’s answer settles easily through the bond, and beneath the water Remi inclines his massive head in quiet agreement before the shift begins to unwind, the enormity of him folding inward, limbs drawing back and dissolving into something far smaller, far more familiar. By the time he breaks the surface again it is only himself that emerges, breath returning in a soft exhale as he reaches for the dock and hauls himself up in one smooth motion, water streaming from his clothes and pooling at his feet. His hand lifts instinctively to his curls, fingers combing through them in an attempt to wring out some of the excess, though it does little more than tame them into damp disarray as he glances over the cleared stretch of dock, the repositioned ships, the neat line of buoys holding firm where they should. A small, satisfied nod follows, approval quiet but unmistakable as his gaze flicks between Kaisel and Ronin.

"Not to cut this short," he says, voice warm but edged with a fatigue he doesn’t bother disguising, the ghost of a smile tugging at his mouth, "but I would quite like to change and get home to our boys." The words carry more longing than complaint, softening him further as he steps in close, his arm slipping easily around Ronin’s waist, his thumb brushing absently against his side. With a brief glance toward Kaisel, he lifts his free hand in an easy wave. "I'm sure we'll see you soon."

~FIN

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!