bring back the water, let your ships roll in
"Make me another promise." Remi said suddenly, glancing up with eyes far too pale, that somehow could still see the hunter in blinding, prismatic colour. The words rushed out of his lips before his mind had time to recall them, and his eyelashes fluttered with the uncertainty of what was to come.
It was not how he'd thought, how he'd agonized, how he'd planned. But what did that matter?
"Much as I would like you to be able to promise that you will not die, not even back from the dead as you are, we both know you can't. And I can't. But at least.." The seaglass of Remi's gaze suddenly grew shiny with the prickle of tears; the sort that don't sting, that don't make your eyes red, but that just appear and can never be faked. "Promise that while we are both alive..." His words came slower now, though all the pretty things he'd once thought to say, the memories he'd wanted to recite, they were all gone now. There was only the blue of Ronin's eyes and those stupidly expressive eyebrows.
"...we will do it together. "
Remi's smile quivered, so many things lodged suddenly in his throat that he wanted to scream, and laugh, and jump, and in general flail. Instead though, with rosy cheeks and shiny eyes, he simply bit his lip. "And seeing as I am already on my knees...
...Ronin, will you marry me?"
It was not how he'd thought, how he'd agonized, how he'd planned. But what did that matter?
"Much as I would like you to be able to promise that you will not die, not even back from the dead as you are, we both know you can't. And I can't. But at least.." The seaglass of Remi's gaze suddenly grew shiny with the prickle of tears; the sort that don't sting, that don't make your eyes red, but that just appear and can never be faked. "Promise that while we are both alive..." His words came slower now, though all the pretty things he'd once thought to say, the memories he'd wanted to recite, they were all gone now. There was only the blue of Ronin's eyes and those stupidly expressive eyebrows.
"...we will do it together. "
Remi's smile quivered, so many things lodged suddenly in his throat that he wanted to scream, and laugh, and jump, and in general flail. Instead though, with rosy cheeks and shiny eyes, he simply bit his lip. "And seeing as I am already on my knees...
...Ronin, will you marry me?"
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.
