RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
The bar is called Kickback, but Ronin's not sure whether it's ever been used for bribes. It's got good booze and a live band every Friday night though, and that's enough for him. Well, mainly the band is enough for him, and it has nothing to do with the music.
He's finished work for the day and come straight here, still streaked with a bit of oil and in his bike leathers. The bike itself will not be driven tonight, regardless of how tempting it might be to scream at high speeds while out of his mind, and the keys have been left at the garage to remove temptation altogether.
So Ronin steps in and heads straight for the counter, where he sits and orders two drinks. Either they're both for him, or one is for someone else. Whichever that turns out to be remains entirely up to fate.
He's finished work for the day and come straight here, still streaked with a bit of oil and in his bike leathers. The bike itself will not be driven tonight, regardless of how tempting it might be to scream at high speeds while out of his mind, and the keys have been left at the garage to remove temptation altogether.
So Ronin steps in and heads straight for the counter, where he sits and orders two drinks. Either they're both for him, or one is for someone else. Whichever that turns out to be remains entirely up to fate.
show me your darkness.
