RONIN
the dark star
It might be slow going, but it is going, and Ronin can only grin at his husband as they settle down to help each other out (eyooo). He works on the wood while Remi holds onto it, makes general conversation and blows dust at him, Ronin scrunching his nose as he tries not to be blinded by it. "Saw hands?" He grunts as he finishes sawing with actual tools, flashing his husband a smile that suggests he might want to rethink the idea. "What about wood manipulation?" He bounces his eyebrows.
Falling silent for a moment to concentrate, it's only when Remi changes the subject that his interest is piqued. "Oooooh, that's not fair. Only one?" He hisses in a breath. "I think it would have to be some big hunk of meat. Probably glazed with honey." With eyes flashing up, he grins to Remi. "Can we get that for dinner, by the way?"
Ronin banters with Remi and continues working!
Falling silent for a moment to concentrate, it's only when Remi changes the subject that his interest is piqued. "Oooooh, that's not fair. Only one?" He hisses in a breath. "I think it would have to be some big hunk of meat. Probably glazed with honey." With eyes flashing up, he grins to Remi. "Can we get that for dinner, by the way?"
Ronin banters with Remi and continues working!
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
