RONIN
the dark star
"Mm, very valuable. Most people have to earn them from me though. I'll just give you favours whenever you like." What can he say? Remi is just that special. Now that they're finished sketching out the imaginary stronghold, the paper folds itself into a little aeroplane, whizzing around the room only to soar out of the window and away. In its absence, the painted details continue to brighten up the little space, until Ronin releases his hold on the dream entirely and lets it melt back to the Greatwood.
Except for the loveseat, of course. That stays. "I've heard no complaints about the nature side of Frey," he says slowly, giving Remi another reassuring little kiss before relaxing back with him, his fingers stroking along the other man's arm. "Oh, is that so? I wonder what you'll think when I really decide to pull out all the stops," he says with a laugh, his head tilting to rest against the Lullaby's. "Thank you," he says softly, suddenly. "I don't feel nearly as alone with you both here."
Except for the loveseat, of course. That stays. "I've heard no complaints about the nature side of Frey," he says slowly, giving Remi another reassuring little kiss before relaxing back with him, his fingers stroking along the other man's arm. "Oh, is that so? I wonder what you'll think when I really decide to pull out all the stops," he says with a laugh, his head tilting to rest against the Lullaby's. "Thank you," he says softly, suddenly. "I don't feel nearly as alone with you both here."
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
