RONIN
THE WHITE KNIGHT
Remi's laughter does more to shatter through Ronin's reservations than anything else so far. The sound is contagious, the Knight grinning boyishly in the wake of it, and already the Antechamber feels much less serious than when they'd initially stepped inside. "Thank the gods for you," he mutters, almost to himself, sneaking a kiss to Remi's cheek before he withdraws enough to look around properly. The firebolts all snuff out at last, but he's shining with a warm radiance now thanks to his husband's efforts.
"Ugggggh, that rapier," he groans when it's brought up, Ronin stepping along the side of the chamber now to examine the broken pods (and pointedly not stare into any of the ones that are still intact but empty). "I fully believe that asshole made off with it. He's terrorising some other world somewhere now with it in hand." And that thought isn't a kind one, really, the Knight sighing and glancing over his shoulder to Remi.
"In all seriousness though, if there are other worlds out there, I hope they aren't suffering because we let those fuckers go," he mutters.
"Ugggggh, that rapier," he groans when it's brought up, Ronin stepping along the side of the chamber now to examine the broken pods (and pointedly not stare into any of the ones that are still intact but empty). "I fully believe that asshole made off with it. He's terrorising some other world somewhere now with it in hand." And that thought isn't a kind one, really, the Knight sighing and glancing over his shoulder to Remi.
"In all seriousness though, if there are other worlds out there, I hope they aren't suffering because we let those fuckers go," he mutters.
now don’t you lose hope
I swear I never dream that we’re alone
I swear I still believe but I don’t know
