I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes
Standing well in sight of Remi on the beach, Ronin stands quietly and at rest, much like any soldier readying themselves for war. Nevertheless as his husband glances back at him, he offers him a warm smile, and were it not for the sudden and frenetic pacing, he'd have gone to the Bastion to try to smooth the feathers down and away from his shoulders. Raising his eyebrows at the images sent through the bond and glancing across at Deimos as they wait for Sunjata's arrival, the Knight nods.
Back through the bond he sends images of partially winged shifts, giving them aerial space to move without committing to something large and cumbersome. Stealth is always an option, but if they are caught then the fight will be immediate. So long as everyone is happy with that risk, though, it could be a good idea.
"Wh..." Not having expected to be handed the literal Death Rapier, Ronin doesn't fumble with it exactly, but he absolutely doesn't feel comfortable holding it. "If this goes wrong," he says slowly, attaching the weapon to his hip and staring intently at his husband. If I miss with this and hit you, you could capital-D Die. "Are you sure?"
Back through the bond he sends images of partially winged shifts, giving them aerial space to move without committing to something large and cumbersome. Stealth is always an option, but if they are caught then the fight will be immediate. So long as everyone is happy with that risk, though, it could be a good idea.
"Wh..." Not having expected to be handed the literal Death Rapier, Ronin doesn't fumble with it exactly, but he absolutely doesn't feel comfortable holding it. "If this goes wrong," he says slowly, attaching the weapon to his hip and staring intently at his husband. If I miss with this and hit you, you could capital-D Die. "Are you sure?"
RONIN
