Ronin
welcome to the playground, follow me
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
"And handsome, and sometimes that I've been a good boy," Ronin confirms with a shit-eating smile and a nod, and while Remi makes a show of being a happy free wendigo, the hunter checks his pockets and the walkie and whatnot. This might be old hat for them now, but between the nuckelavee and Remi's jaunt as a monster-turned-roommate, they haven't actually done much hunting lately, and one mistake could mean death.
"You have no idea. In fact, maybe after this..." Ronin's return in innuendo drifts off as he notices Remi's expression fade into something that he translates in his mind to what is it, boy?, the hunter letting the amusement drop in lieu of doing what they're arguably very talented at.
Nodding and heading in the direction Remi has indicated, Ronin keeps his voice low as he speaks. "Off in what way?" he wonders. "Does it not sound right?" There are a lot of ways that can be taken, granted - does it sound like it's coming from a machine; does it sound more animal than human; does it sound like a kid and so on.
"You have no idea. In fact, maybe after this..." Ronin's return in innuendo drifts off as he notices Remi's expression fade into something that he translates in his mind to what is it, boy?, the hunter letting the amusement drop in lieu of doing what they're arguably very talented at.
Nodding and heading in the direction Remi has indicated, Ronin keeps his voice low as he speaks. "Off in what way?" he wonders. "Does it not sound right?" There are a lot of ways that can be taken, granted - does it sound like it's coming from a machine; does it sound more animal than human; does it sound like a kid and so on.
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
