Ronin
welcome to the playground, follow me
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
It's only a matter of ten minutes or so before the tranqs have been replaced and Remi has been properly hydrated, and Ronin waits mostly patiently for the wendigo's release. Oblivious to whatever acts of intimacy (hand holding, gasp) have taken place behind the closed doors of the examination room, when Remi finally does appear, Ronin has already made several mental shopping lists and has read all of the safety documentation in the wendigo kit.
The point being, he's bored now.
"I'm glad you've had breakfast, because I'm starving," he says cheerfully, getting to his feet and gesturing for the other man to hurry. "Come on. I hate these walls," he says, and that probably says a lot about how Remi must feel about the medical wing, after having been trapped in it for years.
The point being, he's bored now.
"I'm glad you've had breakfast, because I'm starving," he says cheerfully, getting to his feet and gesturing for the other man to hurry. "Come on. I hate these walls," he says, and that probably says a lot about how Remi must feel about the medical wing, after having been trapped in it for years.
sink into the wasteland underneath
stay for the night, I'll sell you a dream
stay for the night, I'll sell you a dream
