RONIN
the darkstar
"Mm, manta crystals could be a good idea. We'll shift as a last resort - or you can hold it and I'll punch, as you say," Ronin says, smirking as he watches Remi's antics with the syrup and waving away their companions as he moves to finish up the eggs. "Deimos?" he repeats, tilting his head and nodding, not bothering to try and hide how impressed he is to hear Remi wanting to play as a team. "They did," he agrees. "We might have to play compass switcheroo to get him out of Halo, but that wasn't a problem for us with Mateo. Let's invite him."
And as for Neron, Ronin is grinning fully as he turns away from the oven with their breakfast on two plates, setting them at the table. "He certainly does," he agrees. "Knowing the little rat bastard, you showing up will be enough for him to give up the fluid without a fight."
And as for Neron, Ronin is grinning fully as he turns away from the oven with their breakfast on two plates, setting them at the table. "He certainly does," he agrees. "Knowing the little rat bastard, you showing up will be enough for him to give up the fluid without a fight."
