there will be scrapes and sutures; viciousness and victory
Ronin gasps dramatically at that, though the glint in blue eyes that suddenly seem a touch darker tells that the other man's barb has hit home. It is far too close to Leafchange for Remi to be riling up the possessiveness and jealousy that already lurks so close to the surface, and so it's a good thing he's suddenly being chased through the mud by an irate Lullaby. "Hey right back at you!" he calls through a laugh, only then there's a tentacle and Ronin you really should have seen this coming.
"Oh, Remi nooo! That's gros--"
Cut off by a wet slap that is likely hilarious to anyone watching, Ronin goes down with all the grace expected of one hitting a sludgy lake filled with wet mud. Swiping at his face as best he can so he might see (and breathe), it's with narrowed eyes that he glares playfully back at his husband. "Oh, you wanna wrestle? Come on then, you great octopus lump."
"Oh, Remi nooo! That's gros--"
Cut off by a wet slap that is likely hilarious to anyone watching, Ronin goes down with all the grace expected of one hitting a sludgy lake filled with wet mud. Swiping at his face as best he can so he might see (and breathe), it's with narrowed eyes that he glares playfully back at his husband. "Oh, you wanna wrestle? Come on then, you great octopus lump."
RONIN
