RONIN
"I will have to make sure it's true. I trust my skills to make it happen," Ronin says with a dark little smile, glancing around when Remi takes a break to survey the number of trees he's managed to fell. "I think that should work for us for now. Once I've chopped this into firewood we can drop by Vai's on our way home?" It shouldn't take them all that long - menial tasks, while soothing in their predictability, weren't all day tasks as they'd used to be.
Ronin bends to his work once more, casually tossing Remi a one fingered salute for his trouble and scrunching his nose at the mere consideration of the Voice's origins. "Even if that is how she started, I don't think we have to worry about that with you. You're much too handsome and clever to turn into a spooky man-god," he decides, glancing over his shoulder. "Have you seen anything more of Mort, since your last womble into the woods?"
Ronin bends to his work once more, casually tossing Remi a one fingered salute for his trouble and scrunching his nose at the mere consideration of the Voice's origins. "Even if that is how she started, I don't think we have to worry about that with you. You're much too handsome and clever to turn into a spooky man-god," he decides, glancing over his shoulder. "Have you seen anything more of Mort, since your last womble into the woods?"
soft spoken with a broken jaw
we step outside, but not to brawl
we step outside, but not to brawl
