gladiator, picked a fight with the gods, i'm a giant slayer
”Then it is good that you were there.” The words don’t sound right but whether Ronin likes it or not, they’re true. Without Remi’s intervention it would have been death nonetheless, but cold, frightened, slow. Still, he takes no pleasure in what his husband is tasked to do. ”A drink, then.” He nods, keeping an arm around his husband to lead them inside.
Sugar swoops in before he closes the door moving to perch up in the rafters, and Ronin guides them into the kitchen. Only then does he leave Remi, moving to get a bottle of liquor out, as well as setting the kettle on the stove to boil water. ”Strange man...? The one you said looked like you?” he echoes with a frown, looking over his shoulder. ”What did he want?”
Sugar swoops in before he closes the door moving to perch up in the rafters, and Ronin guides them into the kitchen. Only then does he leave Remi, moving to get a bottle of liquor out, as well as setting the kettle on the stove to boil water. ”Strange man...? The one you said looked like you?” he echoes with a frown, looking over his shoulder. ”What did he want?”
bone shaker, dominator, freight train, wreckin' ball, i'm the gladiator
RONIN
