the dark star
”And I missed giving my input. So it seems I was always meant to visit,” Ronin says with a dramatic sigh, which turns into a display of teeth snapping to try to avoid the barbecue sauce flicked his way. He of course manages to dodge precisely none of it, and he’s still dotted with sauce as he reaches out for one of the last chicken wings off the tray. ”I don’t think a turtleneck would suit you. Too lumpy underneath,” he says around a mouthful of chicken, moving to prod at Sunjata’s sides and his arms, before he sits back to observe the Ascended bites.
And yes, they are rather obvious, now that Ronin thinks about it, but that has never stopped the Star before. ”We’ll just say you were captured and tortured by Ascended. Mercilessly feasted upon so they could steal your many shifts.” Here Ronin flaps the wing wrapped round him to demonstrate (yes, he does cover it in sauce as well). ”They’ll hail you as a war hero, and hang off your every word, I’m sure.”
And yes, they are rather obvious, now that Ronin thinks about it, but that has never stopped the Star before. ”We’ll just say you were captured and tortured by Ascended. Mercilessly feasted upon so they could steal your many shifts.” Here Ronin flaps the wing wrapped round him to demonstrate (yes, he does cover it in sauce as well). ”They’ll hail you as a war hero, and hang off your every word, I’m sure.”
a monster in my heart
a ghost inside my chest
a ghost inside my chest
RONIN
