RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
"Yeah, you know." Swish. Ronin tries to demonstrate again by holding a pretend cup of tea and sticking his pinky finger out. But of course then Remi is blundering into something that they will both be replaying in their heads for the rest of the night, if not for vastly different reasons. "Yeah? I can keep a mean beat," he says, like that might be a good way in to joining the band. Ronin on the triangle - he'd be fucking spectacular.
"I thought I'd better put in an effort, given how different this place is to Kickback," he murmurs, following Bandcamp through to the green green-room. And as he steps in, finding it empty but for Remi and the catering, he can't help but grin as he looks around. "Catered soundcheck - I like it," he decides, smiling and moving to sink down onto the couch.
"Oh, it was bullshit," he says of work, scrunching his nose. "I got a few good projects on the go, but some asshole called who wanted his vIntaGe cOLLeCtiOn serviced. Lots of bikes, no time."
"I thought I'd better put in an effort, given how different this place is to Kickback," he murmurs, following Bandcamp through to the green green-room. And as he steps in, finding it empty but for Remi and the catering, he can't help but grin as he looks around. "Catered soundcheck - I like it," he decides, smiling and moving to sink down onto the couch.
"Oh, it was bullshit," he says of work, scrunching his nose. "I got a few good projects on the go, but some asshole called who wanted his vIntaGe cOLLeCtiOn serviced. Lots of bikes, no time."
show me your darkness.
