Ronin Taliesin
but they haven't seen the best of me
Ronin didn't realise he had bitten his lip until he tasted copper, the hunter's hands having unconsciously balled into fists at his sides. "Then why are you even asking me?" he asked, shrugging his shoulders and finally levelling his gaze on Remi; a fiery, steely thing. Something burned low in his chest, something foreign and dark that had him wanting to splinter the banister and punch his hand through the wall.
"If no one else can do what you can, and you fancy having all the Ascended hanging from your wrists like jewellery, why even get me involved? Whore yourself out to them Remi - gods know I couldn't stop you even if I wanted to!" he snapped, stalking up the stairs and slamming the door to their bedroom shut - hard. Down the corridor, Aoife began to howl.
"If no one else can do what you can, and you fancy having all the Ascended hanging from your wrists like jewellery, why even get me involved? Whore yourself out to them Remi - gods know I couldn't stop you even if I wanted to!" he snapped, stalking up the stairs and slamming the door to their bedroom shut - hard. Down the corridor, Aoife began to howl.
