RONIN
the white knight
you and I burned out our steam
"Yes, watch us fight," Ronin clarifies, as if both of their minds haven't been in the gutter this entire time. "Granted, our form can always use a little work, and I do very much enjoy practicing with you." No, their clothes aren't off yet, but this latest remark is murmurs almost against the corner of Remi's mouth, so for how long things can remain chaste (if ever they were, truly) is a matter for the gods, honestly.
Humming a note of consideration at his husband's (very good) point, the Knight eventually offers a small shrug. "I could always incorporate both. A larger outdoor arena, and smaller areas inside." And just like that, a real life plan is starting to come together, for something that isn't entirely based around war and death and the end times. Well, not entirely anyway.
"Mm, if I'm ever able to get hold of a customer service representative for the gods, I'll let you know." Smirking and letting himself be tugged closer, it's only as they actually need to concentrate on seed planting that Ronin peels himself away, kneeling down and digging in his satchel for a trowel to break through the packed earth. "Oi, I was unwell," he adds, and it's just another sign of MaTuRiTy that Ronin can now laugh about the state of himself when he'd been blighted.
"And I don't know if it will help, but this is more than we had previously. So it would be silly not to do it, no?"
Humming a note of consideration at his husband's (very good) point, the Knight eventually offers a small shrug. "I could always incorporate both. A larger outdoor arena, and smaller areas inside." And just like that, a real life plan is starting to come together, for something that isn't entirely based around war and death and the end times. Well, not entirely anyway.
"Mm, if I'm ever able to get hold of a customer service representative for the gods, I'll let you know." Smirking and letting himself be tugged closer, it's only as they actually need to concentrate on seed planting that Ronin peels himself away, kneeling down and digging in his satchel for a trowel to break through the packed earth. "Oi, I was unwell," he adds, and it's just another sign of MaTuRiTy that Ronin can now laugh about the state of himself when he'd been blighted.
"And I don't know if it will help, but this is more than we had previously. So it would be silly not to do it, no?"
chasing someone else's dream
