gladiator, picked a fight with the gods, i'm a giant slayer
Really, Ronin ought to be used to this by now. He and Remi hardly kept to a regular schedule, but he could guarantee that the second they decided to do something relaxing, or normal, or downright domestic, that’s when the call from Ludo will come. And that’s how it has turned out this evening, in the middle of dinner with Vai and Felix and Seren, the Alchemist drawn out into the rain to murder out of mercy.
It’s a lot later now of course, and the rest of the house is asleep. Ronin, though? He’s sitting on the porch the same as his husband has done so many times when the roles are reversed, relaxing in one of the wicker chairs, a towel folded and ready for when Remi gets back.
”I know you’re worried, so go.” The smile is directed at Sugar, the pale reptile draped on his shoulder with her scaly nose buried in his hair. Snorting a cold breath out, she takes to the sky nonetheless, swooping through the downpour to see if Remi is close to home yet.
It’s a lot later now of course, and the rest of the house is asleep. Ronin, though? He’s sitting on the porch the same as his husband has done so many times when the roles are reversed, relaxing in one of the wicker chairs, a towel folded and ready for when Remi gets back.
”I know you’re worried, so go.” The smile is directed at Sugar, the pale reptile draped on his shoulder with her scaly nose buried in his hair. Snorting a cold breath out, she takes to the sky nonetheless, swooping through the downpour to see if Remi is close to home yet.
bone shaker, dominator, freight train, wreckin' ball, i'm the gladiator
RONIN
