RONIN
the dark star
"Want to do something stupid with me?"
Ronin's voice is a warm rumble, the Star standing on the plinth of the statue just a little behind Amalia, casually hanging onto one of its outstretched arms. Clearly he's taking a break from the Dragoons this afternoon, given that he's dressed in the opposite of training gear. It's near the end of LeafChange, so he's pulled a light jacket over his pale t-shirt, and his pants have a hole in the left knee.
Not soldier, not ex-king, not former baron from a land like this one but not. Just Ronin, and it feels really fucking good. "Unless you're very busy, stalking the crowds with your eyes?" He flashes Amalia a grin and nods out at those bustling through the markets or enjoying drinks on the patio of some restaurant or another.
Ronin's voice is a warm rumble, the Star standing on the plinth of the statue just a little behind Amalia, casually hanging onto one of its outstretched arms. Clearly he's taking a break from the Dragoons this afternoon, given that he's dressed in the opposite of training gear. It's near the end of LeafChange, so he's pulled a light jacket over his pale t-shirt, and his pants have a hole in the left knee.
Not soldier, not ex-king, not former baron from a land like this one but not. Just Ronin, and it feels really fucking good. "Unless you're very busy, stalking the crowds with your eyes?" He flashes Amalia a grin and nods out at those bustling through the markets or enjoying drinks on the patio of some restaurant or another.
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
