maybe we’re just ghosts

”I’ve no idea why. A contract should make you feel safer if anything. Gosh, Jata, you really haven’t ever done this before, have you?” Ronin bounces his eyebrows at his friend surrendering the hammer and taking the other side of the roll of canvas so he can help to poke nails through it and hold it up as well. ”This way you can make sure that you write in all the stuff you’re not willing to do or have done to you.” He winks - because of course it also means that Ronin will do his best to get around those things in some way. A few moments later and the canvas has also been tacked in place, Ronin stepping back and putting his hands on his hips, admiring their hard work. ”That should keep the Slagveld a bit safer for a bit,” he murmurs. ”And you can invite who you want - preferably people who are bad influences and can hold their liquor.” ronypony it's always nice to make an impression