arms give away your need
Finding it exceptionally difficult to take himself back out to where all the action is, Ronin has slunk into The Northaven and gotten his glass of water, though he's yet to take a sip of it as he gazes out at the ocean without really seeing it at all. Unbeknownst to the Knight, of course, things have just imploded with such force that there's no rescuing it, but with a chance to let his thoughts sit and ripple and grow still, he's starting to feel a little more steady at least. For now.
Eventually taking a drink from his glass and setting it, half empty, back down on the counter, Ronin runs his fingers through his hair and takes a deep breath, huffing it out through his nose and turning for the door. The door he still hasn't fixed properly after Flora had broken it, by the by. Grumbling to himself at that memory (even if he hadn't been there to see it directly), he rubs at his forehead and moves to step back outside, ready for round three.
Eventually taking a drink from his glass and setting it, half empty, back down on the counter, Ronin runs his fingers through his hair and takes a deep breath, huffing it out through his nose and turning for the door. The door he still hasn't fixed properly after Flora had broken it, by the by. Grumbling to himself at that memory (even if he hadn't been there to see it directly), he rubs at his forehead and moves to step back outside, ready for round three.
tie them up and around me
and play me as you please
RONIN
