honey, you're familiar like my mirror years ago
"Smart man." Remi chuckles, reaching for the dragoon's glass once it was emptied and placing it into a container of similarly emptied glasses. "Well, it was good to meet you. I daresay Torchline could do with a few more young men with their heads screwed on straight if you are ever inclined towards warmer weather." Or to invade the rule of Dahlia, not that it probably needed saying.
So saying, the Bastion lifted the crate from the counter and took it into one of the backrooms where the majority of Flora's supplies were kept. Maybe he'd tell his daughter how the entire delivery would have been done for, if it hadn't been for the quick thinking of a young dragoon who just happened to stop by.
~FIN
So saying, the Bastion lifted the crate from the counter and took it into one of the backrooms where the majority of Flora's supplies were kept. Maybe he'd tell his daughter how the entire delivery would have been done for, if it hadn't been for the quick thinking of a young dragoon who just happened to stop by.
~FIN
idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on its sword
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.
