RONIN
the supernova
"We'll split the time between napping and making hotsprings," Ronin decides, his voice echoing strangely within the ringing algae, the Nova offering a warbled looking grin out into the bioluminescent waters where his husband swims. "And prancing, in my case." You know, as a very majestic luxere, as is his Safrin-given right.
"Maybe we could invite them up when it's snowing." he suggests; though it would make getting to the Cordillera a little more difficult, the Tramezzino does look picturesque in the snow. "And the air in here is a bit ringy, to be hone--" Inhaling deeply just as the tentacle comes to pop! away his reprieve, Ronin all but melts into Remi's lips, and the Lullaby is welcome to whatever breath he can take.
(It's all of it - Remi takes all of Ronin's breath away, always).
That's always good to know. Come on - let's see if we can find a bubble big enough for the two of us?
"Maybe we could invite them up when it's snowing." he suggests; though it would make getting to the Cordillera a little more difficult, the Tramezzino does look picturesque in the snow. "And the air in here is a bit ringy, to be hone--" Inhaling deeply just as the tentacle comes to pop! away his reprieve, Ronin all but melts into Remi's lips, and the Lullaby is welcome to whatever breath he can take.
(It's all of it - Remi takes all of Ronin's breath away, always).
That's always good to know. Come on - let's see if we can find a bubble big enough for the two of us?
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
