RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
Feeling equally as lucky as they settle on the nimbus, Ronin busies himself in pouring them a cup of coffee to share from the flask, taking that first, necessary sip before offering it out to Remi. One of his arms has naturally slipped around the other man so he can let his head loll against the Lullaby's curls, and though he's squinting into the morning sunshine, it's not a bad way to start the day, he admits.
"Mm... let's see. Mateo has created a new species of man-eating plant? Oh, or has Flora become Torchline's queen after all? Ah, no, I know-- you've gotten a haircut, haven't you?" With a shit-eating grin, Ronin is unashamedly pleased with his guesses, before he gestures for Remi to give his real answer.
"Mm... let's see. Mateo has created a new species of man-eating plant? Oh, or has Flora become Torchline's queen after all? Ah, no, I know-- you've gotten a haircut, haven't you?" With a shit-eating grin, Ronin is unashamedly pleased with his guesses, before he gestures for Remi to give his real answer.
show me your darkness.
