she sees angels in the architecture
"A few, yes. Before the majority of you came in threeish years ago, there would be an outlander who popped up everyone...Oh, I don't know...5 years? All around the continent, so it was hard to keep track of them." You shrug. "It's how I got my name." Realizing you introduced yourself as Doctor Hart, you add, "—October. A word from one of the Outlander worlds for a certain time of year." You aren't one to brag, but this really is one of your favourite facts about yourself.
Everything seems to be where it's supposed to (you're a bit disappointed at this, having hoped that maybe Outlander's would have an extra spleen or hearts with fewer chambers or something). Rather than offer Ronin sympathy for the plethora of breaks he's apparently experienced in his life, you just chuckle under your breath. 'Well, no more of that. Next broken bone and you come straight to me."
Continuing down past Ronin's groin, this not turning into a predictable porno, you feel the ligaments and connective tissue in the Star's knee, before checking his feet. 'Congratulations.' You say automatically, before glancing up the length of the Star's body to flash him a genuine smile. 'I'm sorry to hear that." It isn't your place to offer compasses or any of the other things in Stormbreak which might help Ronin. Not when he's now part of the dragoons. So instead you sip in a breath of air. "Perhaps...when you're more acquainted with the dragoons, you'll be able to leave regularly."
Everything seems to be where it's supposed to (you're a bit disappointed at this, having hoped that maybe Outlander's would have an extra spleen or hearts with fewer chambers or something). Rather than offer Ronin sympathy for the plethora of breaks he's apparently experienced in his life, you just chuckle under your breath. 'Well, no more of that. Next broken bone and you come straight to me."
Continuing down past Ronin's groin, this not turning into a predictable porno, you feel the ligaments and connective tissue in the Star's knee, before checking his feet. 'Congratulations.' You say automatically, before glancing up the length of the Star's body to flash him a genuine smile. 'I'm sorry to hear that." It isn't your place to offer compasses or any of the other things in Stormbreak which might help Ronin. Not when he's now part of the dragoons. So instead you sip in a breath of air. "Perhaps...when you're more acquainted with the dragoons, you'll be able to leave regularly."
spinning in infinity
