RONIN
the white knight
Smiling to those who come to join them - and offering a casual wave back to Sohalia - Ronin leans down to pick another shell to go with his first pearlescent number. This one is a burnt orange and in the shape of a long, spiralling screw, and with a soft and impressed hum, he adds it to the basket before glancing towards Hadama as he hears the other man's voice ring out. "Not today," he calls, grinning. "I thought I'd take pity on him, let him sleep in."
Wading further into the shallows, the next shell the Knight uncovers is a beautiful, cotton candy pink, but it's cracked right down the middle. Frowning - it won't win any competitions but that doesn't mean it's any less worthy of being picked and used for their quest - Ronin straightens up with it and deposits it in the basket as well. "I'm surprised you didn't grab a bunch of shells from the sea floor," he confesses to the Tidebreaker with a smirk. "They must be abundant down there."
Wading further into the shallows, the next shell the Knight uncovers is a beautiful, cotton candy pink, but it's cracked right down the middle. Frowning - it won't win any competitions but that doesn't mean it's any less worthy of being picked and used for their quest - Ronin straightens up with it and deposits it in the basket as well. "I'm surprised you didn't grab a bunch of shells from the sea floor," he confesses to the Tidebreaker with a smirk. "They must be abundant down there."
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
