gratuitous violence; unnecessary, satisfying, heartbreaking
The footsteps do, indeed, draw Ronin's attention, and sharp blue eyes shift from the water right across the bridge to the (arguably intimidating) figure coming his way. Finding himself straightening automatically - for all the good it fucking does - there's something about the stranger that makes his mouth go dry and the tiny hairs prickle along the back of his neck. But who knows - maybe the Nova is just looking for trouble.
Clearing his throat and offering a polite (as can be these days) smile to the stranger, he offers a companionable nod. "Sorry, that wasn't at you," he says of the curse that's previously spilled from his lips. "I'd just spotted something in the water is all." Something violet hued and dangerous, no doubt.
Clearing his throat and offering a polite (as can be these days) smile to the stranger, he offers a companionable nod. "Sorry, that wasn't at you," he says of the curse that's previously spilled from his lips. "I'd just spotted something in the water is all." Something violet hued and dangerous, no doubt.
RONIN
