R O N I N
Honestly, Ronin had thought his friend would put up more of a fight, and he felt a little bad for grappling him into the dirt when he realised Remi wasn't trying to return the favour. Smiling crookedly and releasing the other man, Ronin sat back; he was still for all intents and purposes straddling Remi, but that just made this even funnier, no? "Perhaps you need practice," he said with a suggestive wink, though that soon dissolved into easy laughter. Ronin shifted to slump down beside Remi, leaning back on his elbows.
"It's been a long time since I did any training with anyone. I miss it," he admitted, shaking his head as if the notion was ridiculous. "When I joined the Storm Army I never thought I'd end up where I did, let alone go looking for it when it wasn't there any more. Funny way the world works out, huh?"
