the dark star
Ronin's laughter still sounded foreign to him these days, the Dark Star unused to it after so long in his own misery. But still, it was a genuine sound as Bastien asked if he knew the smuggler's code of Torchline. "Regrettably not," he said, the two sides of him warring between wanting to get home to his husband and wanting this little thrill of adventure. That Rexanna had something that might help only further sealed the deal, and Ronin's eyes widened as the Ascended's own seemed to crackle gleefully in the gloom.
"I suppose I could spare an hour," he said, acting as though he was reluctant but of course, in reality, he was thoroughly warming to the idea. "Did you have any idea where in particular you would like to go first? Or a direction?" Somehow he doubted it, but... well, one had to ask.
"I suppose I could spare an hour," he said, acting as though he was reluctant but of course, in reality, he was thoroughly warming to the idea. "Did you have any idea where in particular you would like to go first? Or a direction?" Somehow he doubted it, but... well, one had to ask.
a monster in my heart
a ghost inside my chest
a ghost inside my chest
RONIN
