REMI
He's all but been holding his breath this entire time. There could be a thousand ascended in attendance and still Remi's eyes would be on the treeline, looking for monsters, looking for Loren, looking for Aoife. Only as Ronin's voice seems to filter in through the static does he come back to himself, blinking and then looking down at the seed packets with a confused sort of appreciation.
"I am sorry." He murmurs; the apology is a blanket one for both things done and not done. Running his palm up the side of one cheek, Remi closes his eyes before giving his head a weary shake. "I will make it up to you, but far, far away from here." He vows, reaching for one of Ronin's hands and bringing it to his lips where he might kiss each of the Huntsman's knuckles. It's easier to endure this place and what it means, altered sign or not, with the blue of Ronin's eyes filling his vision.
It will be easier still, back in Stormbreak or the Greatwood, tangled up in their sheets.
R&R out!
"I am sorry." He murmurs; the apology is a blanket one for both things done and not done. Running his palm up the side of one cheek, Remi closes his eyes before giving his head a weary shake. "I will make it up to you, but far, far away from here." He vows, reaching for one of Ronin's hands and bringing it to his lips where he might kiss each of the Huntsman's knuckles. It's easier to endure this place and what it means, altered sign or not, with the blue of Ronin's eyes filling his vision.
It will be easier still, back in Stormbreak or the Greatwood, tangled up in their sheets.
R&R out!
Who are you? They ask. Death?
Sometimes... I say. But not today
Sometimes... I say. But not today
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.
