you've long seen your downfall, spelled out in another's bones
"I just wasn't expecting all three daggers," Ronin admits, even as his projection leans against the bar beside her to seemingly watch. "I can fight using my duplicate, but it can only take one physical hit before it's basically just an illusion." It's the best way he can think to explain it, anyway. "But your hits were all smooth. If you ever do need to tell anyone to get the fuck out and be serious about it, you won't have much trouble."
Maybe she could not look quite so delighted about it next time though. Ah, well.
"Mm - either the wall, or... I wonder if you could recall your blades mid-throw?" He raises his eyebrows. "That way you wouldn't need to worry about the paint job, and you can probably be a little more daring with your aim."
Maybe she could not look quite so delighted about it next time though. Ah, well.
"Mm - either the wall, or... I wonder if you could recall your blades mid-throw?" He raises his eyebrows. "That way you wouldn't need to worry about the paint job, and you can probably be a little more daring with your aim."
RONIN
