RONIN
the darkstar
"Yeah, an experiment or something?" Ronin says, squinting across the (aforementioned) very white sand that seems to glow as the world grows darker. "Mmm? Well, I was hoping there might be some stone available around the shrine," he admits, his cheeks flushing a bit at the realisation that it probably wouldn't be the case. "I suppose I could always blast the sand into glass and draw on that?"
Sweat is always a good back-up plan though, and Remi will find his husband's hand clammy with it as he reaches out. Watching the stars - and being able to sit and rest, above all - sounds exquisite, and he offers the Lullaby a sweet smile for his trouble. "That sounds amazing. If only we'd brought a picnic," he murmurs, raising their hands so he can kiss the other man's knuckles.
Sweat is always a good back-up plan though, and Remi will find his husband's hand clammy with it as he reaches out. Watching the stars - and being able to sit and rest, above all - sounds exquisite, and he offers the Lullaby a sweet smile for his trouble. "That sounds amazing. If only we'd brought a picnic," he murmurs, raising their hands so he can kiss the other man's knuckles.
