Ronin Taliesin
but they haven't seen the best of me
"Outside...?" And he needed to bring his axe? Wh... Ronin's face paled somewhat, his smile falling away, and he moved soundlessly to grab the weapon and pull on a pair of boots. Once he had both, he followed obediently after Remi, his hand secure in his husband's as they headed outside and into the training grounds. He clenched his fist as Remi's fingers slipped out of his grip, Ronin left standing opposite the other man in the middle of the grounds.
Already he could guess what Remi was getting at, but that didn't mean he had to like it. Nodding, Ronin hefted the axe from his shoulder, hoping against hope that he wouldn't have to use it. "I remember," he said. "Go ahead. I'm ready."
Already he could guess what Remi was getting at, but that didn't mean he had to like it. Nodding, Ronin hefted the axe from his shoulder, hoping against hope that he wouldn't have to use it. "I remember," he said. "Go ahead. I'm ready."
