we shall heal our wounds, collect our dead
"So here's the deal," Ronin is saying with a grin as they head out onto the beach from the Northaven, the Knight's arms laden with coils of thin rope. "We do this for an hour, on the way to Haulani, and then when we're done we'll go and get drinks wherever you want." He bounces his eyebrows as if it's something enticing and not a chore he's (almost literally) roped his husband into.
Having handed Remi a sack of stakes, the intention is to cordon off some sections of the beach (the ones notorious for dropping off into very deep water without warning) in readiness for Longnight, which will hopefully reduce the need for Ronin to patrol those areas and stop people from going on drunken midnight swims.
He won't stop them entirely, of course, but the thought is there, and behind the two men his projection is also present, a few poles with red flags propped on one shoulder to make it very obvious where the danger is. Ronin has no doubt that they'll be finding said flags in all sorts of places by the time Longnight is over.
"Does that sound like a good deal?" he asks, all but beaming at Remi in the late afternoon sunshine.
Having handed Remi a sack of stakes, the intention is to cordon off some sections of the beach (the ones notorious for dropping off into very deep water without warning) in readiness for Longnight, which will hopefully reduce the need for Ronin to patrol those areas and stop people from going on drunken midnight swims.
He won't stop them entirely, of course, but the thought is there, and behind the two men his projection is also present, a few poles with red flags propped on one shoulder to make it very obvious where the danger is. Ronin has no doubt that they'll be finding said flags in all sorts of places by the time Longnight is over.
"Does that sound like a good deal?" he asks, all but beaming at Remi in the late afternoon sunshine.
THE WHITE KNIGHT
and continue fighting
