gratuitous violence; unnecessary, satisfying, heartbreaking
A pity, indeed. Little does Hotaru's ego know that his reasons for recognising her are linked precisely to the platonic fucking of his husband - there are no secrets between fallen stars and lullabies, though he does have to hand it to the world to throw them together so soon afterwards. Still, she thrusts out her hand and Ronin steps forward to take it, giving it a firm shake and offering her a lopsided smile that goes nowhere near his eyes. "It has been a long time since anyone called me that. Ronin," he supplies for his name.
Introductions made, he releases her and turns to gaze up at the skies overhead. "Say - do you live in Halo? You wouldn't happen to know a good place where I might look at the stars?" He glances back at her. "That's why I'm here - I need to find a particular constellation."
Introductions made, he releases her and turns to gaze up at the skies overhead. "Say - do you live in Halo? You wouldn't happen to know a good place where I might look at the stars?" He glances back at her. "That's why I'm here - I need to find a particular constellation."
RONIN
