Vanya had quite vehemently protested when Ronin insisted that he carry her. She was fine, absolutely fine, even if the ground was harsh on her feet. Shoes were practically a foreign thing to her - they absolutely never wore them on the Siren, and she almost never wore them around Northaven. She never expected it to be a problem.. In fact, Vanya didn’t have anything. She wore those wrappings around her torso, her shorts… that was it. She had no shoes, no other clothing, not her saber, not her cuff (a fact that was intensely confusing, as she was currently not an osprey), not her ship, not her Ocean, not her siblings... She had nothing.
No. No that was wrong. When she finally conceded and let Ronin scoop her up after she flinched again at another sharp rock under her foot.. She sighed into him and had rested her head against him. She had him. She had nothing else, but she had him. Him and.. She pressed a kiss to his neck at his apology. ”Hush,” she said quietly. ”Say sorry again and I’ll kick your ass.” As if he were somehow responsible for this hellscape they found themselves in. He was as trapped and disoriented as the rest of them.
The place he found was something. It’s vantage point was decent, and it was sheltered. Vanya had certainly dealt with worse conditions than this in all her travels, but she couldn’t help her shivering beneath Ronin’s jacket, still wet with rain. As he placed her on the ground, she tried to ignore the way her chest tightened. She let her eyes shut as he moved away towards where he could start a fire, and she let out a trembling breath.
She tried to listen for the Ocean. Tried to feel her somewhere, even within. She fought the trembling in her lips when there was nothing at all. Vanya opened nutmeg eyes and took a deep breath, turning to watch Ronin. She gave him a soft smile and gingerly walked to where he crouched before the hearth, lowering herself beside him. ”Wherever I have you is enough,” she assured him. And it was true. If she never saw the Ocean again, she could find pieces of it tucked into blue eyes and a crooked smile.
Vanya brought her hand up to brush the side of his face, her thumb tracing over his jaw. Something in her fluttered uncertainly, and she leaned forward to brush a soft kiss to his lips. Everything that had held her back before.. Oh, it was long gone. They were together here, and that was all that counted. And… ”We need to talk,” she murmured quietly against his lips before she pulled back, only enough to meet his eyes.
No. No that was wrong. When she finally conceded and let Ronin scoop her up after she flinched again at another sharp rock under her foot.. She sighed into him and had rested her head against him. She had him. She had nothing else, but she had him. Him and.. She pressed a kiss to his neck at his apology. ”Hush,” she said quietly. ”Say sorry again and I’ll kick your ass.” As if he were somehow responsible for this hellscape they found themselves in. He was as trapped and disoriented as the rest of them.
The place he found was something. It’s vantage point was decent, and it was sheltered. Vanya had certainly dealt with worse conditions than this in all her travels, but she couldn’t help her shivering beneath Ronin’s jacket, still wet with rain. As he placed her on the ground, she tried to ignore the way her chest tightened. She let her eyes shut as he moved away towards where he could start a fire, and she let out a trembling breath.
She tried to listen for the Ocean. Tried to feel her somewhere, even within. She fought the trembling in her lips when there was nothing at all. Vanya opened nutmeg eyes and took a deep breath, turning to watch Ronin. She gave him a soft smile and gingerly walked to where he crouched before the hearth, lowering herself beside him. ”Wherever I have you is enough,” she assured him. And it was true. If she never saw the Ocean again, she could find pieces of it tucked into blue eyes and a crooked smile.
Vanya brought her hand up to brush the side of his face, her thumb tracing over his jaw. Something in her fluttered uncertainly, and she leaned forward to brush a soft kiss to his lips. Everything that had held her back before.. Oh, it was long gone. They were together here, and that was all that counted. And… ”We need to talk,” she murmured quietly against his lips before she pulled back, only enough to meet his eyes.
