RONIN
the white knight
"Even more scary, if you take into account how good she is at being a demigod for Ludo," Ronin says, grimacing comically into his rum before he sets the glass down and takes up his own stitchwork again. "That's not to say that you weren't excellent at your role, of course - or terrifying, for that matter. I just think that with her being the trickster embodiment of Ludo, she's much more chaotic than the rest of us." And she wasn't exactly a fan of walking the straight and narrow path before demigodhood.
Lifting his gaze back to Remi with wide eyes and a boyish grin as he learns he'll have his own pockets to pick at the masquerate, Ronin reaches out with a bare foot under the table to let it brush against his husband's calf. "Of course, of course," he echoes breezily, "all entirely normal goings on, of course. Still, I appreciate you thinking of me. And if you could add an extra pocket that isn't really a pocket but just a place where I can grab your ass under your costume, that would also be great."
Lifting his gaze back to Remi with wide eyes and a boyish grin as he learns he'll have his own pockets to pick at the masquerate, Ronin reaches out with a bare foot under the table to let it brush against his husband's calf. "Of course, of course," he echoes breezily, "all entirely normal goings on, of course. Still, I appreciate you thinking of me. And if you could add an extra pocket that isn't really a pocket but just a place where I can grab your ass under your costume, that would also be great."
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
