the baffled king composing hallelujah
Ronin tilted his head in a quizzical sort of gesture, lips parting to ask a question that would never need to be vocalised. Letting Remi go and leaning his hands back against the workbench, he frowned as the alchemist swept off his shirt and revealed the angry star of electricity burns that marred his skin. Breath caught in his throat and the first crackle of outrage crept up through Ronin's chest and into his throat - but then, oh, then Remi said the words that would change everything forever.
She threatened you and Aoife.
There was a sound like groaning wood - Ronin was gripping the edges of the workbench with every ounce of strength he could muster. It felt like someone had thrown hot water over him, the rush of blood in his ears and the tension in his neck and shoulders only further kindling the building fire of his anger.
"I'm going to kill her," he said softly, the words leaving his lips with remarkable calm.
She threatened you and Aoife.
There was a sound like groaning wood - Ronin was gripping the edges of the workbench with every ounce of strength he could muster. It felt like someone had thrown hot water over him, the rush of blood in his ears and the tension in his neck and shoulders only further kindling the building fire of his anger.
"I'm going to kill her," he said softly, the words leaving his lips with remarkable calm.
