RONIN
the white knight
With little more than a warm smile to Remi that forgives all and then some, Ronin likewise sits comfortably to give his attention to the mysterious Madam Marin and her crystal ball, cards and ouija board, all of which apparently have something to communicate. Naturally he's drawn in by the ball more than anything, given the tumbling whorls of colour that dance within it, and he raises his eyebrow to hear her verdict.
"If only candles were enough to keep our troubles at bay," he laments with a somewhat dramatic sigh, giving Remi's hand a squeeze and glancing back to Nova. "To be honest, that's as much par for the course as I expected. You are very astute at fortune telling, Madam." He bobs his head in as much respect for the con-artistry work as he can muster.
And whilst he has no idea what Vesper is communicating, a quick glance into the bag of groceries does confirm one of Ronin's ideas of excitement. "Our ice cream is melting," he informs the Bastion, as if this is the worst tragedy yet to befall them. "Shall we?" And then to Nova, "Thank you for your time."
"If only candles were enough to keep our troubles at bay," he laments with a somewhat dramatic sigh, giving Remi's hand a squeeze and glancing back to Nova. "To be honest, that's as much par for the course as I expected. You are very astute at fortune telling, Madam." He bobs his head in as much respect for the con-artistry work as he can muster.
And whilst he has no idea what Vesper is communicating, a quick glance into the bag of groceries does confirm one of Ronin's ideas of excitement. "Our ice cream is melting," he informs the Bastion, as if this is the worst tragedy yet to befall them. "Shall we?" And then to Nova, "Thank you for your time."
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
