Ronin
welcome to the playground, follow me
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
"Well, as long as you don't hate it, watch as many episodes as you want. It's almost like having other people around," Ronin says with a faint smile. All the actors were probably dead now, or monsters, and he doubts any film studios are left standing, but... nah. Let's not think about that too hard, or the show will feel like even more of a relic than it already is.
As for his usual nights, the hunter grins across at Remi. "Not really," he admits. "This is a pretty lazy night for me. I usually leave the radio on and restock my hunting supplies, or read, or do creepy Fae stuff you don't believe in." And if only he was joking.
"Don't get me wrong, though - I'm not complaining about it. I probably need the break."
As for his usual nights, the hunter grins across at Remi. "Not really," he admits. "This is a pretty lazy night for me. I usually leave the radio on and restock my hunting supplies, or read, or do creepy Fae stuff you don't believe in." And if only he was joking.
"Don't get me wrong, though - I'm not complaining about it. I probably need the break."
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
