gratuitous violence; unnecessary, satisfying, heartbreaking
"I was so inclined, once upon a time. Unfortunately my optimism is a little thin on the ground these days." Still, Ronin manages a smile, however sad it might be. "Perhaps if I had a couple of weeks to slow down, without the drama and the danger, I'd be able to laugh at it all again." Because it really is ridiculous, the amount of awful that consistently piles up against their lives.
Would he go back, though? "Absolutely not," he says with a snort, the answer quick and certain. "I could never have had this life with Remi back in Northaven. What about you...? Do you miss it, where you were from?"
Glancing sidelong at Hotaru and abandoning the constellation as well, Ronin grins. "Nimbus, but that's close enough," he corrects, shifting further to sit cross legged on the pallet and glancing at the cloud that lingers nearby. "It used to be a little chilly, sure. But I've been running hotter these days." He raises his bare hand, crimson feathers smouldering along his fingers as if to demonstrate.
Would he go back, though? "Absolutely not," he says with a snort, the answer quick and certain. "I could never have had this life with Remi back in Northaven. What about you...? Do you miss it, where you were from?"
Glancing sidelong at Hotaru and abandoning the constellation as well, Ronin grins. "Nimbus, but that's close enough," he corrects, shifting further to sit cross legged on the pallet and glancing at the cloud that lingers nearby. "It used to be a little chilly, sure. But I've been running hotter these days." He raises his bare hand, crimson feathers smouldering along his fingers as if to demonstrate.
RONIN
