[say]"Eeesh. I bet it does,"[/say] Ronin mutters, wrinkling his nose at the mere mention of Suuuusan. He's had it out for the Weird Homebrew Torture Doctor ever since what had happened to Remi - and to say he'd surprised himself by the intensity of his dislike is putting it mildly. Having previously straddled that awkward grey line of Remi is a monster and but he's got a good sense of humour, the incident with siren had firmly pushed Ronin into the latter camp.
He doesn't really have much of a response for the wendigo when it comes to seeing him naked, so he can only offer a sort of kombucha girl series of expressions - and Remi probably wouldn't see that either, given that he's gone first up the ladder. [say]"I'll bring you a Christmas card for you to write in it,"[/say] he tells him. [say]"Or spit in it - either way, I'll hand deliver it to Hangerflanger."[/say]
Letting out a comical boooooo to hear that Remi isn't able to get his metaphorical rocks off since the initial dose of orgasm-juice, he slows his climb automatically as he feels them near the surface. (After enough trips, you just know when you're close). [say]"I'd complain to customer services. You didn't agree to a tolerance."[/say]
He doesn't really have much of a response for the wendigo when it comes to seeing him naked, so he can only offer a sort of kombucha girl series of expressions - and Remi probably wouldn't see that either, given that he's gone first up the ladder. [say]"I'll bring you a Christmas card for you to write in it,"[/say] he tells him. [say]"Or spit in it - either way, I'll hand deliver it to Hangerflanger."[/say]
Letting out a comical boooooo to hear that Remi isn't able to get his metaphorical rocks off since the initial dose of orgasm-juice, he slows his climb automatically as he feels them near the surface. (After enough trips, you just know when you're close). [say]"I'd complain to customer services. You didn't agree to a tolerance."[/say]