we live in a world someone else imagined
"I'm glad," Ronin said softly, closing his eyes for just a moment as she pressed her soft little cheek against his own. Focusing very hard on their destination and all the next, logical steps they needed to take, he let his eyes flutter open once more so he could lead them through Haulani. Starlight still flickered out of him of its own accord, however, betraying his feelings to any who knew him well enough.
The lights were muted and the streets empty, but Haulani still managed to seem busy; probably because of the distant noise towards the docks. As Ronin walked he did indeed feel Seren grow suddenly lighter in his arms, and his strides felt as though they were going a lot farther. "Is this you?" he asked wryly, the smallest amount of amusement in his voice as they walked towards the boxing ring.
It was upon them soon enough, Ronin ducking inside and needing no torchlight to see by with the light that emanated out of him. "Luckily it's nice and warm in Torchline. I wouldn't want you to get cold," he said, heading towards a few stacked crates that would make a good partition from the rest of the ring for now.
The lights were muted and the streets empty, but Haulani still managed to seem busy; probably because of the distant noise towards the docks. As Ronin walked he did indeed feel Seren grow suddenly lighter in his arms, and his strides felt as though they were going a lot farther. "Is this you?" he asked wryly, the smallest amount of amusement in his voice as they walked towards the boxing ring.
It was upon them soon enough, Ronin ducking inside and needing no torchlight to see by with the light that emanated out of him. "Luckily it's nice and warm in Torchline. I wouldn't want you to get cold," he said, heading towards a few stacked crates that would make a good partition from the rest of the ring for now.
the dark star
