you've long seen your downfall, spelled out in another's bones
"Sure did." Ronin grins, happy to give that one to her because pointing out the whole instructing her to hit him thing would have ruined an otherwise nice moment. ('Nice' being debatable, but still). Stepping to the side to watch as she falls silent to concentrate, Ronin finds himself holding his breath and waiting for the dagger to leave Flora's fingertips. And when it does - and then flies back into her grip - the Doubletake isn't the only one who is clearly delighted.
"You did it," he praises, grinning and obediently sending his duplicate out to stand across from the bar, despite the less-than-ideal notion of Flora flinging a knife at his face. Well, not his face, but still. The intent is there. "Ready when you are," the projection tells her, standing stock still.
"You did it," he praises, grinning and obediently sending his duplicate out to stand across from the bar, despite the less-than-ideal notion of Flora flinging a knife at his face. Well, not his face, but still. The intent is there. "Ready when you are," the projection tells her, standing stock still.
RONIN
