long shadows

are you really going to talk about timing in times like these?

As for her ability to defend herself, Oria grins for a moment and holds her arms out and wriggles them ominously. Nothing happens for a moment until her form seems to melt away leaving only the bluish-greenish glow of her spirit remaining. Popping back into existence with a trill of pride, she nods emphatically at the idea of riding Sugar.

Glancing down at his hands, Remi just chuckles for a moment. While it was true that both he and Ronin certainly looked stronger in a number of ways, it was also true that most of what they could do remained relatively dormant until it was called upon. "Noticed that, did you." He murmurs, of how Remi had decided best to complete his tasks with Gideon.

Watching as Ronin turns away, Remi shivers at the sight of taut leather over the crisp lines of his husband's body. "Well that just is not fair." He mumbles a touch doubtfully as his feet carry him without hesitation to his husband's side. Stretching his fingers out over the smoothly stretched fabric that wraps around Ronin's torso, Remi gives his head a desperate sort of shake as his fingers tense greedily. "We're going for a drink." He mutters conspiratorily under his breath, as a reminder. "On a date. By no means shove Ronin against the wall. Do not even think about it."

remi

Styling stolen from Sky (obviously)