RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
The night rolls on.
The bonfire crackles out its music and the drinks continue to flow freely; conversations are had, both mundane and unexpected, and it's about damn time Ronin found his husband.
He's had enough to drink that his bones feel warm and light, and while it might not last for long, he's happy to ride the feeling out while it's here. And whilst he can't see through walls or the crowd, and he's not privy to the sort of aura-reading abilities possessed by a certain ex-Spyglass, there's something about the Lullaby that always draws Ronin in, like two magnets seeking each other out in the dark.
Such is the case when the Supernova simply appears beside Remi all of a sudden, a gentle hand sneaking around his middle to draw him back against his chest. "I missed you," he murmurs, lips pressed to the other man's ear. "Come and have a drink with me."
The bonfire crackles out its music and the drinks continue to flow freely; conversations are had, both mundane and unexpected, and it's about damn time Ronin found his husband.
He's had enough to drink that his bones feel warm and light, and while it might not last for long, he's happy to ride the feeling out while it's here. And whilst he can't see through walls or the crowd, and he's not privy to the sort of aura-reading abilities possessed by a certain ex-Spyglass, there's something about the Lullaby that always draws Ronin in, like two magnets seeking each other out in the dark.
Such is the case when the Supernova simply appears beside Remi all of a sudden, a gentle hand sneaking around his middle to draw him back against his chest. "I missed you," he murmurs, lips pressed to the other man's ear. "Come and have a drink with me."
show me your darkness.
