Ronin
welcome to the playground, follow me
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
"I think that's it, yes," Ronin says with a smirk. "Though I suppose we could flip a coin as to who counts as the port in this storm, right?" He raises his brows, though really, muzzled and shackled (as far as he knows) as Remi is, he's not looking very ship-shape, as it were. (Get it? Phallic jokes? Har har har).
Shrugging as if to say he can't help the pitch given the suddenness of his visit, he nonetheless slants a smile in Remi's direction. "Hey, you don't know yet if it's terrible - you could always try me," he says. "And I'd have brought you a Bloody Mary, but I think that might have been the final nail in Captain worry-wart's coffin back there. Next time we're out though, it's on me."
Shrugging as if to say he can't help the pitch given the suddenness of his visit, he nonetheless slants a smile in Remi's direction. "Hey, you don't know yet if it's terrible - you could always try me," he says. "And I'd have brought you a Bloody Mary, but I think that might have been the final nail in Captain worry-wart's coffin back there. Next time we're out though, it's on me."
sink into the wasteland underneath
stay for the night, I'll sell you a dream
stay for the night, I'll sell you a dream
