RONIN
the supernova
"Hmm? Well that's no good," Ronin says warmly, shooting a smile over his shoulder at Koa and threading through the dense foliage for a few more moments before they come upon a dappled clearing. It's humid, with wide, leafy branches spanning overhead and grass littered with small rocks, bones, vines and other nasty little obstacles.
"Do you want to talk about it?" the Nova continues, figuring this to be a perfect place for some training, and he steps out into the clearing to roll his shoulders and stretch out his limbs. They can talk and fight - that way Koa can experience the height of distraction and they can call it a lesson.
When he's ready, he beckons for the other man to come at him, both with his best shot and his hot gossip.
"Do you want to talk about it?" the Nova continues, figuring this to be a perfect place for some training, and he steps out into the clearing to roll his shoulders and stretch out his limbs. They can talk and fight - that way Koa can experience the height of distraction and they can call it a lesson.
When he's ready, he beckons for the other man to come at him, both with his best shot and his hot gossip.
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
