is there a price to burn this paradise?
"I mean, I suppose that is true. But maybe it's just like... a growth spurt? Except instead of growing taller you just... turn into a manticore. And I learn to summon clouds to fly on." Ronin couldn't in good faith keep the smile from his face, but he could at least pretend at a serious tone. Not that it would matter much given the laugh that threatened at any moment. Said laugh bubbled out of him at the 'wave' of mud suddenly cast in his direction, Ronin letting out an outraged oi! as it did, indeed, roll upon him, the hunter trying to scramble out of the muck and to his feet.
His jaw dropped in outrage - and you indeed! - and he nonetheless held out a hand to pull Remi out of the mud. "Perhaps. Personally I am keen to keep my ravishingly handsome man beside me, instead of perfectly preserved in the dirt. Come on, we aren't making it to the festival today, I don't think."
His jaw dropped in outrage - and you indeed! - and he nonetheless held out a hand to pull Remi out of the mud. "Perhaps. Personally I am keen to keep my ravishingly handsome man beside me, instead of perfectly preserved in the dirt. Come on, we aren't making it to the festival today, I don't think."
