you may not want to change
but the world is unforgiving and will do it for you anyway
but the world is unforgiving and will do it for you anyway
"Remi...?" Ronin's voice is a lazy sing-song, because his husband had said he had things to do today that involved going out, and that means the Huntsman is the one left all alone to potter around in their houseboat and herb garden. And listen, it's Longheat and there's no war to be preparing for, and all the monsters are afraid of them anyway. And Ronin is never the one left by himself.
So as the Lullaby heads up towards the houseboat, it will be to find Ronin in little more than a pair of thin sweatpants that sit unforgiveably low on his hips, basking in the afternoon sun on their deck. The wine he's drinking has a little cocktail umbrella in it, and his hair is damp and swept back from his face, suggesting he's taken a dip in the waterfall to cool off.
Opening one eye to spy his husband meandering through, while the smile on his face starts as a wolfish curl, it fades somewhat at the subtle but instantly recognisable signs of trouble on Remi's face. Shifting to sit on the steps, he holds out an arm for the other man. "Come and sit."
So as the Lullaby heads up towards the houseboat, it will be to find Ronin in little more than a pair of thin sweatpants that sit unforgiveably low on his hips, basking in the afternoon sun on their deck. The wine he's drinking has a little cocktail umbrella in it, and his hair is damp and swept back from his face, suggesting he's taken a dip in the waterfall to cool off.
Opening one eye to spy his husband meandering through, while the smile on his face starts as a wolfish curl, it fades somewhat at the subtle but instantly recognisable signs of trouble on Remi's face. Shifting to sit on the steps, he holds out an arm for the other man. "Come and sit."
RONIN
