RONIN
the white knight
"Foolish of me to ask, really," Ronin says with a quick flash of teeth and a chuckle, and he follows Flora's lead as she heads up the incline to the softer and more difficult terrain. The sun is at their backs at least, the fingers of light catching on the dagger she unleashes. His projection doesn't really duck so much as strategically stumble as it comes sailing back, and Ronin slows it a fraction, just so they maintain the same distance between them.
"I don't think it needs to be your only form of therapy," he says with a breathless laugh, "but I take your point. One more - you've got this." Perhaps intentionally, the projection is racing across the beach now towards the water fountain they set up together some seasons before. So whether or not Flora gets her hit, at least they'll be able to get a drink once they're done.
"I don't think it needs to be your only form of therapy," he says with a breathless laugh, "but I take your point. One more - you've got this." Perhaps intentionally, the projection is racing across the beach now towards the water fountain they set up together some seasons before. So whether or not Flora gets her hit, at least they'll be able to get a drink once they're done.
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
