no rivers and no lakes can put the fire out

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving A smile touched to Ronin's features as Amalia raised the not-scarf (but he wasn't going to point that out). "To Adam fucking Pikely!" he called into the night air, raising the shirt in a cheers before casting it into the fire as well. "May he cheat Mort at cards and go down as a legend among the dead." Glancing across at the Shield, Ronin's smile softened and he reached across to tug her into a one armed hug, pressing a brotherly kiss against her hair. "Proud of you," he muttered, returning his gaze to the crackling flames. ~FIN