bleed it dry, leave us here with nothing
"You know, I think I'll pass on that." Ronin smirked, arching an eyebrow as Remi hopped the fence and came to join him. He released the dummy, rubbing at hands wrapped with bandages to stop him from tearing his knuckles on his punches. He couldn't miss the way Remi's eyes shifted - such an easy, casual thing for him to engage in his predatory natures these days - though it left the hunter feeling a touch out of place.
"A dashing captain of the guard, you say? I obviously have competition," he muttered, stepping back a few feet more and shrugging as if to ask Remi to go ahead and show him what he meant.
"A dashing captain of the guard, you say? I obviously have competition," he muttered, stepping back a few feet more and shrugging as if to ask Remi to go ahead and show him what he meant.
