RONIN
the white knight
you and I burned out our steam
"Genuinely I think you probably married me out of pity. You know, given the whole concussion thing." Ronin grins, pressing a kiss against Remi's forehead for good measure before he's treated to some excellent naming suggestions for his new training arena. "Maybe I'll get those put on some needlework to hang up around the place," he says with a laugh. "I could send out posters as advertisements too. Want to survive a war? I've done it twice! and so on. Though granted, we didn't really survive the Northaven war, so much as we got thrown into another world."
Surviving is surviving though, right?
Able to dig two very serviceable pits for their seeds with Remi's assistance, Ronin scoffs and shrugs his shoulders. "That was just a happy coincidence," he says with a shrug of his shoulders. "I can tell you that I would not voluntarily decide to not wash for that long, or to sleep inside the carcass of a deer."
Opening the satchel and removing the small sack of potting soil to share between them, Ronin sets about planting his seed. "Hey, we've done sillier things for less important reasons," he points out with a wink.
Surviving is surviving though, right?
Able to dig two very serviceable pits for their seeds with Remi's assistance, Ronin scoffs and shrugs his shoulders. "That was just a happy coincidence," he says with a shrug of his shoulders. "I can tell you that I would not voluntarily decide to not wash for that long, or to sleep inside the carcass of a deer."
Opening the satchel and removing the small sack of potting soil to share between them, Ronin sets about planting his seed. "Hey, we've done sillier things for less important reasons," he points out with a wink.
chasing someone else's dream
