RONIN
Okay, so originally Ronin was going to take his husband to the Pacifist Plaza, for a sweet and wonderful date night. Blah blah, everyone's in love, how wonderful. And all of that is still true, and it will still come to fruition, but the Dark Star has a feeling that his husband might like to see the noble underbelly of the very noble Stormbreak instead. Besides, the Greatwood might have cutesy marketplaces galore, but it doesn't have anywhere like the Silk Houses.
"So," Ronin begins breezily, a thick coat protecting him from the Deepfrost chill, his arm laced feather-light around his husband's waist. "The goal of our little trip is to find a ball to hang on the weird little sapling that has appeared in the plaza. Before you ask, no - I'm not hanging my own bollocks up there, so think of something else."
"So," Ronin begins breezily, a thick coat protecting him from the Deepfrost chill, his arm laced feather-light around his husband's waist. "The goal of our little trip is to find a ball to hang on the weird little sapling that has appeared in the plaza. Before you ask, no - I'm not hanging my own bollocks up there, so think of something else."
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