RONIN
the white knight
It's a rare sunny spell between the downpours, and so Ronin has done his best, naturally, to pick up some extras to go along with their picnic. As such, though his footsteps might appear somewhat later than expected - and yes, Flora will hear him exchanging words and laughter with someone in the corridor as a precursor to his arrival - when he does appear in the doorway, it's with both a loaded picnic basket jauntily hanging from his arm and a couple of large milkshakes in the other.
"Working hard, or hardly working?" Grinning broadly, mainly because they both know the calibre of dad joke he's just unleashed is still mild compared what it might be, he smiles around at Flora's office as he steps further inside. "Look at this, all professional and swanky. Much nicer than my office in Stormbreak when I was Commander," he says, eyebrows raised, clearly impressed. "Time for a break?"
"Working hard, or hardly working?" Grinning broadly, mainly because they both know the calibre of dad joke he's just unleashed is still mild compared what it might be, he smiles around at Flora's office as he steps further inside. "Look at this, all professional and swanky. Much nicer than my office in Stormbreak when I was Commander," he says, eyebrows raised, clearly impressed. "Time for a break?"
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
