we live in a world someone else imagined
Were it not for the fact that his husband is thousands of miles away (potentially) and the only action Ronin gets these days, wet dreams aside, is from the Silk Houses - and oh what a debt he's probably racking up there - this probably wouldn't be happening. In fact it's a very rare thing indeed for the former Captain of Training to be riled up by a little close contact, even if Sera is an admittedly beautiful woman.
In short, it's equal parts frustrating and embarrassing, and there's a bit of pink to his cheeks as well as a crooked smile on his face as she finally rises to her feet. Ronin accepts the hand up, getting himself upright again (and taking a second to adjust certain parts of himself, to boot) before addressing her once more.
Exhaling a short, decisive breath as if to get himself back into business-mode, the Star motions for Sera to come at him again. "This time, act as if you want to knock me over, rather than come in for a hug?" he suggests with a smirk.
In short, it's equal parts frustrating and embarrassing, and there's a bit of pink to his cheeks as well as a crooked smile on his face as she finally rises to her feet. Ronin accepts the hand up, getting himself upright again (and taking a second to adjust certain parts of himself, to boot) before addressing her once more.
Exhaling a short, decisive breath as if to get himself back into business-mode, the Star motions for Sera to come at him again. "This time, act as if you want to knock me over, rather than come in for a hug?" he suggests with a smirk.
the dark star
