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Remi Taliesin
 the Bastion

Age: 33 | Height: 5'11 | Race: Demi-god | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 15
STR: 70 - DEX: 60 - END: 123 - LUCK: 100 - ARC: 128 - INT: 3 - HP: 1845 - BASE ROLL: 160
ORIA - Mythical - Spriggan (Ghost)
Played by: Odd
Posts: 11,330 | Total: 22,698
MP: 2879

#1
REMI
the bastion
& my heart ran away with me
The late afternoon light spills through the windows in soft golds, pooling across the worn wood of the kitchen table. Everything about the scene is familiar—comfortably lived-in, sun-warmed, filled with the quiet cadence of domesticity—but instead of bread or something on fire, today the Taliesin's table is strewn with yards of black fabric, spools of thread, a few scattered pins, and a pair of shears that Remi keeps turning in his hand like they might cut faster if properly fidgeted with.

He's barefoot, curls tied back loosely (gods, does he need a haircut), and there’s a chalk smudge along his jaw where he'd forgotten he touched his face. Across the table, Ronin sits opposite him, his own half-finished material draped in a way that’s either careless or strategic, and Remi’s eyes flick toward it with a twitch of amusement as he tries to figure out which, before settling back on the task at hand. "I don’t think Ludo is actually going to care what any of us wear," Remi says at last, threading a needle with the sort of fluidity that suggests too many past lives mending things, owing to being a commoner. "But they’ll absolutely notice if we don’t put in the effort."

He lifts his eyes, smiling faintly, boyish and conspiratorial in the same breath. "So I’m making my cloak with pockets." He gestures vaguely to the mass of dark fabric bunched on his side of the table. "And I’m going to fill them with snacks. Maybe some dice. Cards. Little wind-up toys, if I can find any before the end of the week."
Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Ronin Taliesin
 the White Knight

Age: 36 | Height: 5'10 | Race: Demi-god | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 15
STR: 75 - DEX: 101 - END: 31 - LUCK: 97 - ARC: 135 - INT: 3 - HP: 465 - BASE ROLL: 198
SUGAR - Mythical - Dragon (Ice Breath)
Played by: Honey
Posts: 7,847 | Total: 23,005
MP: 984

#2
RONIN
the white knight

"I think Ludo is going to care a great deal what everyone is going to wear," Ronin declares, chuckling and turning from the counter with two glasses of rum on the rocks for them to enjoy while they complete this latest act of tomfoolery. "I think it will go as far as to curse anyone it deems to have not made enough of an effort, or those it believes have gone off piste."

Which is why Ronin is definitely going for a traditional Ludo costume, rags and pale mask included. His husband was a chosen for the trickster herald for long enough that he knows better than to get on its bad side. "Pockets full of treats, though? I think you're onto a winner there, husband." Grinning and setting Remi's glass down, Ronin leans across to kiss his husband's cheek before he seats himself once more and takes a sip of his own drink.

"Do you think I'd at risk of a curse if I snuck some snacks and dice from your pockets throughout the masquerade? You know I get hangry."
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
Remi Taliesin
 the Bastion

Age: 33 | Height: 5'11 | Race: Demi-god | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 15
STR: 70 - DEX: 60 - END: 123 - LUCK: 100 - ARC: 128 - INT: 3 - HP: 1845 - BASE ROLL: 160
ORIA - Mythical - Spriggan (Ghost)
Played by: Odd
Posts: 11,330 | Total: 22,698
MP: 2879

#3
REMI
the bastion
& my heart ran away with me
Remi lifts a brow at off piste, his needle pausing mid-stitch as he glances up like he’s checking Ronin for signs of a stroke, before shrugging, the fabric slipping slightly across his lap as he adjusts. "Honestly, I think Ludo’s more likely to sic Melita on anyone who gets it wrong. Much more efficient, and honestly just as scary."

As Ronin leans in to press a kiss to his cheek, Remi’s grin tugs wide, eyebrows bouncing boyishly. "Mm, well, after all my time with Ludo, it is nice to hear that I have learned a thing or two." The kiss earns a satisfied little hum, and as Ronin settles with his drink, Remi threads another stitch and speaks without looking up. "Oh no," he says lightly, "you’ll have your own pockets. Ones beneath the cloak."

He glances up with a playful glint in his eye. "You don’t stay married for over a decade without picking up a few tricks. Including how to keep you from getting hangry in the middle of a Leafchange masquerade hosted by a death herald."
Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Ronin Taliesin
 the White Knight

Age: 36 | Height: 5'10 | Race: Demi-god | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 15
STR: 75 - DEX: 101 - END: 31 - LUCK: 97 - ARC: 135 - INT: 3 - HP: 465 - BASE ROLL: 198
SUGAR - Mythical - Dragon (Ice Breath)
Played by: Honey
Posts: 7,847 | Total: 23,005
MP: 984

#4
RONIN
the white knight

"Even more scary, if you take into account how good she is at being a demigod for Ludo," Ronin says, grimacing comically into his rum before he sets the glass down and takes up his own stitchwork again. "That's not to say that you weren't excellent at your role, of course - or terrifying, for that matter. I just think that with her being the trickster embodiment of Ludo, she's much more chaotic than the rest of us." And she wasn't exactly a fan of walking the straight and narrow path before demigodhood.

Lifting his gaze back to Remi with wide eyes and a boyish grin as he learns he'll have his own pockets to pick at the masquerate, Ronin reaches out with a bare foot under the table to let it brush against his husband's calf. "Of course, of course," he echoes breezily, "all entirely normal goings on, of course. Still, I appreciate you thinking of me. And if you could add an extra pocket that isn't really a pocket but just a place where I can grab your ass under your costume, that would also be great."
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
Remi Taliesin
 the Bastion

Age: 33 | Height: 5'11 | Race: Demi-god | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 15
STR: 70 - DEX: 60 - END: 123 - LUCK: 100 - ARC: 128 - INT: 3 - HP: 1845 - BASE ROLL: 160
ORIA - Mythical - Spriggan (Ghost)
Played by: Odd
Posts: 11,330 | Total: 22,698
MP: 2879

#5
REMI
the bastion
& my heart ran away with me
Remi lifts his brows in emphatic agreement, his needle pausing midair. "Exactly. No wonder Ludo got bored of me," he says, mouth twitching into a crooked grin. He threads the stitch through with a quiet, satisfied sound, only to jolt slightly when something brushes his calf. Much as he adores the attention, Ronin will feel the faint pressure of a tentacle, cool and sinuous, sliding along the back of his leg like a lazy cat (or dragon) winding around his shin. Remi doesn’t even look up, but merely grins into the hood he’s pinning together.

As Ronin makes his request, the Bastion lifts the half-finished cloak to inspect it, tilting his head thoughtfully. "A grab-pocket," he muses aloud, as if he’s pondering the structural integrity of the idea. His smirk curves wider. "Though I’m wondering—was it just my ass you were hoping to get your hand on?" His eyes flick up, teasing and warm, before adding dryly, "it won't be terribly cold in the Greatwood. Perhaps I don't need to wear much of anything beneath this cloak."
Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Ronin Taliesin
 the White Knight

Age: 36 | Height: 5'10 | Race: Demi-god | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 15
STR: 75 - DEX: 101 - END: 31 - LUCK: 97 - ARC: 135 - INT: 3 - HP: 465 - BASE ROLL: 198
SUGAR - Mythical - Dragon (Ice Breath)
Played by: Honey
Posts: 7,847 | Total: 23,005
MP: 984

#6
RONIN
the white knight

"And never have I ever been so pleased for you to be considered boring," Ronin says through a laugh as he begins to push his needle into the fabric of his costume once more. The gods know it wasn't easy for Remi to attend to his duties to the trickster herald, much as he brought peace to so many at their time of death. He's smiling faintly down at his stitchwork when he feels - naturally - the Bastion retaliate his game of footsie with a tentacle, and the expression promptly twists, a shudder creeping up Ronin's spine.

"That is always so uncalled for," he mutters, lifting his gaze to his husband with a smirk. "And it is never just your ass I'm hoping to get my hands on. Don't tempt me with that idea - if you show up with nothing beneath that cloak, you're going to find yourself accosted many times throughout the night." Somehow, though, he doesn't entirely think this will be the deterrent he wants it to be.
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
Remi Taliesin
 the Bastion

Age: 33 | Height: 5'11 | Race: Demi-god | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 15
STR: 70 - DEX: 60 - END: 123 - LUCK: 100 - ARC: 128 - INT: 3 - HP: 1845 - BASE ROLL: 160
ORIA - Mythical - Spriggan (Ghost)
Played by: Odd
Posts: 11,330 | Total: 22,698
MP: 2879

#7
REMI
the bastion
& my heart ran away with me
Remi lifts his brows with exaggerated innocence, needle pausing just long enough for him to shoot Ronin a look across the table. "You’re meant to love every part of me, you know," he says, the arch of his brow daring the Knight to argue it. Then, with a crooked grin, he ducks his head back down toward his stitching, muttering under his breath with exaggerated sarcasm, "Oh nooo...accosted by my husband at a masquerade...what a terrible thing to have happen.."

Another stitch, then two, and with a soft huff of effort he holds up his cloak to inspect it properly. The fabric is jagged and fraying in places, the hem uneven, the hood slightly off-centre—but it wears its imperfection like a badge. It’s equal parts grim and ridiculous, which, arguably, makes it ideal for the occasion.

Remi turns it in the light, squinting at the lopsided pockets. "Well?" he asks, raising a brow and lifting the cloak like a tailor presenting a masterpiece. "What do you think?"
Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Ronin Taliesin
 the White Knight

Age: 36 | Height: 5'10 | Race: Demi-god | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 15
STR: 75 - DEX: 101 - END: 31 - LUCK: 97 - ARC: 135 - INT: 3 - HP: 465 - BASE ROLL: 198
SUGAR - Mythical - Dragon (Ice Breath)
Played by: Honey
Posts: 7,847 | Total: 23,005
MP: 984

#8
RONIN
the white knight

"I said it was uncalled for, not that I didn't love every part of you," Ronin shoots back with ease, a smug smile on his lips as he pauses to take another sip of his drink. "Mm, hopefully nothing like that does take place," he agrees, his own voice dipping low as he sets his glass back down and fusses with the way the pins are shaping his cloak. "At least not in public where everyone can see..."

Lifting his head as Remi holds up his work to observe it as a hole, Ronin scoots back in his chair and releases his stitchwork to also examine it tilting his head this way and that. "I'd say Ludo would be very proud of it," he concludes with a smile - and he's not lying to be nice, either. "You'll only really know how it looks if you put it on, though," he adds, rising innocently enough to his feet.

"And you should probably make sure you don't wear anything underneath. That way I can see if there are any gaps that need stitching up. C'mon, I'll help you undress..."

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

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