RONIN
the darkstar
Rising to his feet to meet Remi, his arms wind around the other man to hold him close, still almost unable to believe that he’s here and real and not sick any more. ”Mm, I think it still does matter what happens. But whatever that might be, as long as it happens while we’re together, I don’t care,” he says, smiling against his lips and letting a hand run down the length of his spine. ”Is it really on purpose when you’re both delirious?” he counters with a chuckle.
It would be something, to be able to keep in contact with Sunjata and Nate from wherever they are, and Ronin busies himself trailing tiny kisses against Remi’s jawline as he thinks. ”It’s a shame you don’t still have those shell things,” he remarks. ”You remember? You could talk through them.”
Glancing out and across to the sea, the Star does smile suddenly. ”Actually,” he says, ”there is something I’d like to do before we go.”
It would be something, to be able to keep in contact with Sunjata and Nate from wherever they are, and Ronin busies himself trailing tiny kisses against Remi’s jawline as he thinks. ”It’s a shame you don’t still have those shell things,” he remarks. ”You remember? You could talk through them.”
Glancing out and across to the sea, the Star does smile suddenly. ”Actually,” he says, ”there is something I’d like to do before we go.”
