RONIN
THE SUPERNOVA
Having been sipping quietly at his coffee, Ronin offers Remi a sunny smile at his return, one that promptly bleeds away into concern. Any conversation he'd been thinking of starting about where his husband had been yeeted is dwarfed by Flora being in danger. And, you know, purple infected fyrhund. "Of course it did," he mutters, setting his coffee aside and rising to his feet to put back on the clothes he'd so recently discarded.
"She'll be okay." He doesn't know if he's convincing himself or Remi, but either way the words spill out and Ronin leans in to seal them with a kiss against the Lullaby's lips. "Let's go." Because who doesn't enjoy the prospect of two random, weird creatures appearing at once?
~FIN
"She'll be okay." He doesn't know if he's convincing himself or Remi, but either way the words spill out and Ronin leans in to seal them with a kiss against the Lullaby's lips. "Let's go." Because who doesn't enjoy the prospect of two random, weird creatures appearing at once?
~FIN
now don’t you lose hope
I swear I never dream that we’re alone
I swear I still believe but I don’t know
