RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
"Sorry?" It's both an apology and Ronin trying to see if he's actually heard Remi correctly, the mechanic scoffing and taking himself away to the kitchenette to drown himself in the sink get their drinks. It was gin last time, so this time it's whiskey on the rocks, and he gets down two tumblers that don't look as though they've ever really been used, pouring a generous measure in over some ice.
"I'll help burst the bubble for you - my parents are rich, so... employed probably had a bit of help in the beginning." They cut him off years ago now, though, so... it's fine? It doesn't feel fine, and suddenly he feels very much like an imposter, rubbing at the back of his head. "Yeah, I've heard of them - never got the opportunity to do it, myself." He smirks, approaching Remi now to hold out his drink for him. He won't find any nudes, regrettably. (Not in this collection, anyway). "Find anything you like?"
"I'll help burst the bubble for you - my parents are rich, so... employed probably had a bit of help in the beginning." They cut him off years ago now, though, so... it's fine? It doesn't feel fine, and suddenly he feels very much like an imposter, rubbing at the back of his head. "Yeah, I've heard of them - never got the opportunity to do it, myself." He smirks, approaching Remi now to hold out his drink for him. He won't find any nudes, regrettably. (Not in this collection, anyway). "Find anything you like?"
show me your darkness.
