the dark star
"Oh, you know. The usual stuff - your love, your undivided attention. Something gorgeous is probably appreciated, as well." Ronin wishes he was joking, though he at least has to good grace to be smiling while he delivers the good news to his friend. It's nothing that Sunjata probably doesn't already know. Still picking at the food (though at least paying more attention to his whiskey now that the edge of hunger has been taken off), Ronin tilts his head, curious about the new shift.
The two new shifts.
"I wasn't here for the dragon but I kind of got the idea," he says, motioning at the whole armoured scales and freaky claws shit that Sunjata's got going on. "A Pegasus, though?" The Star brightens, unable to help himself, and he gazes over the wings with both awe and (of course) amusement. "Sunjata, you're so pretty," he says with an exaggerated swoon.
The two new shifts.
"I wasn't here for the dragon but I kind of got the idea," he says, motioning at the whole armoured scales and freaky claws shit that Sunjata's got going on. "A Pegasus, though?" The Star brightens, unable to help himself, and he gazes over the wings with both awe and (of course) amusement. "Sunjata, you're so pretty," he says with an exaggerated swoon.
a monster in my heart
a ghost inside my chest
a ghost inside my chest
RONIN
