RONIN
the white knight
"What Mateo doesn't know won't hurt him," is Ronin's not-so-cryptic answer to that, the Knight grinning broadly as he grabs for the last crate. "Besides, I'd like to see him go up against Sugar when she's napping, even if it is making a mess of all his lavender." Hauling the crate to where Kaisel has just arranged(ish) the net, he sets it down in front of the tangle of rope and lines so no one catches a foot on it.
Returning for the last of the detritus on the dock space - a few fishing poles, a roll of weathered sailing canvas and a small anchor - Ronin lets out a soft laugh and inclines his head towards Kai. "Not unless you want her dress to be bioluminescent," he agrees, though in all honesty that's not entirely off-brand for Flora.
Opting to grab the anchor, it's not without effort that he hauls it across the docks, but he certainly makes it look more like an inconvenience than an object intended to weigh ships down. His eyebrows shoot up at the mention of the Draig of all places, and he tilts his head at the soldier. "So a small gathering then?" he asks tentatively.
Even with he and Remi present, not to mention the rest of Flora's demigodly or otherwise deadly family and friends, he doubts they'll be able to keep all the dragons at bay. But he leaves those calculations to the happy couple, setting down the anchor and approaching the edge of the dock. "Hey," he calls into the water to Remi, grinning. "It's looking good up here. You done?"
Returning for the last of the detritus on the dock space - a few fishing poles, a roll of weathered sailing canvas and a small anchor - Ronin lets out a soft laugh and inclines his head towards Kai. "Not unless you want her dress to be bioluminescent," he agrees, though in all honesty that's not entirely off-brand for Flora.
Opting to grab the anchor, it's not without effort that he hauls it across the docks, but he certainly makes it look more like an inconvenience than an object intended to weigh ships down. His eyebrows shoot up at the mention of the Draig of all places, and he tilts his head at the soldier. "So a small gathering then?" he asks tentatively.
Even with he and Remi present, not to mention the rest of Flora's demigodly or otherwise deadly family and friends, he doubts they'll be able to keep all the dragons at bay. But he leaves those calculations to the happy couple, setting down the anchor and approaching the edge of the dock. "Hey," he calls into the water to Remi, grinning. "It's looking good up here. You done?"
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
