everything has its wonders
Damn but the girl can pack a punch. Strength and demigodliness notwithstanding, Ronin still feels it as her fist cracks against his jaw, causing him to stagger back a bit. His mouth is bloodied where his lip has split against his teeth, and there'll be a lovely little bruise there in the morning. He mutters a curse under his breath and straightens back up, touching his fingers to the wound and letting out a soft sigh. But Aurelia's threats, biting as they are, true as they might be, don't do as much to intimidate the Star as they might have done once.
"Okay," he says, stepping past her again to go back and retrieve the next sand bag. He'll have to make up for the one he broke open, so another trip to the beach will be in order. "I'll keep that in mind," he adds over his shoulder; it might sound mocking and patronising, if it weren't for the genuine and quiet sincerity in his voice.
"Okay," he says, stepping past her again to go back and retrieve the next sand bag. He'll have to make up for the one he broke open, so another trip to the beach will be in order. "I'll keep that in mind," he adds over his shoulder; it might sound mocking and patronising, if it weren't for the genuine and quiet sincerity in his voice.
even darkness and silence
