RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
"Ah, I see." She nods at the wolfhound on the couch (regardless of the fact that he did absolutely fucking nothing when Ronin had swung into the apartment). "Alright, well... look after yourself, Mr. Abruzzo. And if you do need us, just give us a call." With everything supposedly in order, she and her partner give him a swift nod before retreating away down the hallway. They'll check a couple of other apartments on the fourth floor, just in case there is a burglar lurking somewhere, but otherwise Remi will find himself blessedly alone again.
Or not, as it so happens. It's not until he hears the door click shut again that Ronin calls out from beneath the bed. "Something died under here," he informs the other man in a voice that seems to have become more heavily accented than before. "Also I think I'm stuck."
Or not, as it so happens. It's not until he hears the door click shut again that Ronin calls out from beneath the bed. "Something died under here," he informs the other man in a voice that seems to have become more heavily accented than before. "Also I think I'm stuck."
show me your darkness.
