RONIN
the supernova
"Oh, you know," Ronin says airily with a shrug that means yes, nearly trampled me, and I fell into a bush, though he can't give Morgen the benefit of a smile, however brief, because they're busy having a staring contest with a wayward spirit. (Gods, would Caido ever stop making weird shit sound mundane? He doesn't think so).
"Well here's hoping this isn't Bobby and he hasn't come for your toys," he mutters, raking a hand back through his hair to keep it out of his face and seeming fully prepared to blast the spirit into smithereens before he's reminded that, well, other than being lurky, it hasn't actually shown hostility towards them just yet.
"Not really my ballpark," he apologises. "But if you can keep its eyes on you, I'll have a look around behind it? Maybe its grave got disturbed."
"Well here's hoping this isn't Bobby and he hasn't come for your toys," he mutters, raking a hand back through his hair to keep it out of his face and seeming fully prepared to blast the spirit into smithereens before he's reminded that, well, other than being lurky, it hasn't actually shown hostility towards them just yet.
"Not really my ballpark," he apologises. "But if you can keep its eyes on you, I'll have a look around behind it? Maybe its grave got disturbed."
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
