Ronin
welcome to the playground, follow me
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
"Ah, c'mon, you don't have to do the sir thing," Ronin mutters into the walkie as he carefully fixes the chain to Remi's choker. "I'm sorry - it's been a long night on this end, too. I'll take care of shit down at the medical wing, and I'll cover a patrol of the tunnels once I'm done." The sound of his unlocking the many catches and locks on his door will carry plainly through the walkie, and Ronin steps out and locks up in record time.
"At least you caught me before they sent the squad. I don't feel like being tased tonight. All good here too - be careful out there, okay?" Saying his goodbyes and letting the walkie go dead, Ronin lets out a long, shivering sort of sigh and rolls his shoulders as if to rid them of tension, before glancing over his shoulder to Remi. "Sorry, I guess it's curfew time for you."
"At least you caught me before they sent the squad. I don't feel like being tased tonight. All good here too - be careful out there, okay?" Saying his goodbyes and letting the walkie go dead, Ronin lets out a long, shivering sort of sigh and rolls his shoulders as if to rid them of tension, before glancing over his shoulder to Remi. "Sorry, I guess it's curfew time for you."
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
