it does not bother me to say this isn't love
"My, my. Busy boy to have been jousting with more than just yourself. Maybe I should have gone with the Molly joke." You roll your eyes at this missed opportunity.
'Oopp, right now. Alright." You groan as he lowers himself down, partially dragging you with him. Your knees hit the dirt as you twist your neck to try and remove yourself from under his arm. That you're speckled and blotched with his blood isn't a bother at all; you're wearing scrubs and this is a fairly standard state of things for you. Still, you glare at him. "Alright Picasso. Well done." Reaching for a pair of scissors, far sharper than normal, you give Ronin a warning look that says stay still or else, as you begin to cut through the thick leather he's wearing.
'That is how time works, yes.' You agree as you work, before smiling to yourself. "I do. I don't get to enjoy them all that much, what with being on the bottom floor of the Tower." You shrug softly, though your hands dexterously continue their work. Eventually you've relieved Ronin of the fabric covering his shoulder and upper ribs, refusing his offers of just removing the rest of his clothes along the way.
"Do you? Being a Star and all?"
'Oopp, right now. Alright." You groan as he lowers himself down, partially dragging you with him. Your knees hit the dirt as you twist your neck to try and remove yourself from under his arm. That you're speckled and blotched with his blood isn't a bother at all; you're wearing scrubs and this is a fairly standard state of things for you. Still, you glare at him. "Alright Picasso. Well done." Reaching for a pair of scissors, far sharper than normal, you give Ronin a warning look that says stay still or else, as you begin to cut through the thick leather he's wearing.
'That is how time works, yes.' You agree as you work, before smiling to yourself. "I do. I don't get to enjoy them all that much, what with being on the bottom floor of the Tower." You shrug softly, though your hands dexterously continue their work. Eventually you've relieved Ronin of the fabric covering his shoulder and upper ribs, refusing his offers of just removing the rest of his clothes along the way.
"Do you? Being a Star and all?"
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