Ronin
welcome to the playground, follow me
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
"15 minutes is long enough for me to barricade myself behind my bedroom door, you beast." Ronin says with a smirk that he can't help either. "Maybe I'll see if I can get us a pair of walkie talkies. You can read be bedtime stories from your room." With a relief he can't place as Remi finally steps into the complex, Ronin shuts the door behind them and finds himself momentarily tongue-tied by the wendigo's admission.
Then, finally, it's with a softer smile that he claps Remi on the shoulder on the way up the stairs. "I don't want to hurt you either," he says. "So if you think about what just happened in those terms, we nailed it. Neither one of us hurt the other, besides a bruise or two and some needle pricks. But I feel like those were fair game for the occasion."
He's halfway up to his floor of the complex when Remi speaks again, and the hunter snorts out an undignified laugh. "Gods, wouldn't that suck?" he says. "You come this far and it's aids that gets you. We'll have to have Dr. Lockwood give you an STI check. I can't wait for her to make up theories about why you'd need one."
Then, finally, it's with a softer smile that he claps Remi on the shoulder on the way up the stairs. "I don't want to hurt you either," he says. "So if you think about what just happened in those terms, we nailed it. Neither one of us hurt the other, besides a bruise or two and some needle pricks. But I feel like those were fair game for the occasion."
He's halfway up to his floor of the complex when Remi speaks again, and the hunter snorts out an undignified laugh. "Gods, wouldn't that suck?" he says. "You come this far and it's aids that gets you. We'll have to have Dr. Lockwood give you an STI check. I can't wait for her to make up theories about why you'd need one."
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
