Stevie
Hip cocked out and hands on her waist, Stevie grins brightly, an adventurer ready to conquer a new world. Or so she likes to envision herself. Darwin, clearly still close enough despite being unable to see him, only sends mockery down the line of their bond. Stevie resolves to punt him when he returns to her side.
Startled by the sudden appearance of another Remi (Remi-man? Re-man?) Stevie gasps. “Holy Hels! No wonder you have a husband if you can make two’a ya!” Unashamed of the boldness of the statement and the fact she has now assumed the Ronin gets DP’d by his husband, Stevie happily blunders onward. “Well if you can tell us where to sit our stuff, and when, Darwin and I will be there!” And that’s that. Stevie doesn’t need any other incentive or explanation to prompt her to move lands.
Startled by the sudden appearance of another Remi (Remi-man? Re-man?) Stevie gasps. “Holy Hels! No wonder you have a husband if you can make two’a ya!” Unashamed of the boldness of the statement and the fact she has now assumed the Ronin gets DP’d by his husband, Stevie happily blunders onward. “Well if you can tell us where to sit our stuff, and when, Darwin and I will be there!” And that’s that. Stevie doesn’t need any other incentive or explanation to prompt her to move lands.
when nothing works, you feel surrounded
Gotta give your feet some gravity to get you grounded
Gotta give your feet some gravity to get you grounded
