there will be scrapes and sutures; viciousness and victory
"I bet it's full of fuckin' rocks," Ronin is grumbling, though from Varus's point of view, the only thing he'll see is a crate being hefted up towards him. It's not so bad once Ronin gets it above his head, because it's the bulk of the thing that's caused the problem rather than the weight of it, and he feels a lot better already. "I dunno about you, but I'm running away as soon as this one is off the ship. I think we've done our bit for Torchline."
And Ronin doesn't even go here, something that probably resonates with Varus even if they can't have that discussion just now.
Managing to get his feet on the bottom rungs of the ladder now, Ronin uses his shoulder to continue hoisting it up. "I bet someone used magic or something to get it in here," he says, trying and failing not to sound spiteful. "You almost on the deck?"
And Ronin doesn't even go here, something that probably resonates with Varus even if they can't have that discussion just now.
Managing to get his feet on the bottom rungs of the ladder now, Ronin uses his shoulder to continue hoisting it up. "I bet someone used magic or something to get it in here," he says, trying and failing not to sound spiteful. "You almost on the deck?"
RONIN
