RONIN
”Mm... would you have wanted a surprise party, maybe?” Ronin responded listlessly, half blind in the darkness, only able to see within the pool of his luxere light. He whispered something else then, after speaking out to the monstrous, wonderful thing that strolled with him through the shadows, but that much was unintelligible, and to someone who was only present in the Star’s mind.
When a familiar voice roared his name overhead he flinched down automatically, craning to see where it came from. And there was Remi - ablaze, on fire, dying. ”No,” he whispered, blue eyes growing harsh, hard as stone.
”No, you don’t take his face. Not his, please. I can’t.” He addressed the darkness around them; because it was abundantly clear - the monsters were Remi now.
Either way, as the only thing glowing near the Spire, he should be fairly easy to spot.
When a familiar voice roared his name overhead he flinched down automatically, craning to see where it came from. And there was Remi - ablaze, on fire, dying. ”No,” he whispered, blue eyes growing harsh, hard as stone.
”No, you don’t take his face. Not his, please. I can’t.” He addressed the darkness around them; because it was abundantly clear - the monsters were Remi now.
Either way, as the only thing glowing near the Spire, he should be fairly easy to spot.
one more wish for you
