the wounds are open and bleeding out
For as frosty as his greeting is to Sunjata (Ronin doesn't offer him even so much as a nod), he's as comparatively warm to Remi. It feels like he hasn't seen his husband in years, even though it can't have been more than a handful of hours, and he holds his shooting stars still so he can step up and press a wordless kiss against the Lullaby's cheek. I feel the same way. I'll have to kiss you better all over later, he sends back through their bond, before releasing a long sigh and stepping back.
"We'll start off easy. Things tend to grow quickly during Flowerbirth, so this place is a bit overgrown. Let's clean it up." A light bit of weeding. What could possibly go wrong? So saying, Ronin reaches down into the bag he's brought with supplies in it and takes out a few things they may or may not have use for; shears, gloves, that sort of thing. For the Huntsman, though, his talons do the work.
First round is a light bit of weeding around the shrine. EZPZ, right?
No post order!
"We'll start off easy. Things tend to grow quickly during Flowerbirth, so this place is a bit overgrown. Let's clean it up." A light bit of weeding. What could possibly go wrong? So saying, Ronin reaches down into the bag he's brought with supplies in it and takes out a few things they may or may not have use for; shears, gloves, that sort of thing. For the Huntsman, though, his talons do the work.
First round is a light bit of weeding around the shrine. EZPZ, right?
No post order!
THE
DARK STAR
