RONIN
the supernova
"Hey." Ronin's voice is as cheerful as his smile, the Nova sitting comfortably at the edge of the tropical pool, barefoot and with his pants rolled to the knee. It will be Deepfrost within a mere few days, so he's making the most of this lingering heat in the hope that it might carry him through into Caido's coldest season.
"I'm glad you could make it," he continues. "It's different, right?" Unaware that Hadama has been seeing this as a test of some sort, Ronin is content merely to be somewhere different, wiggling his toes in waters that belong to the desert, even though they feel as though they shouldn't.
"I'm glad you could make it," he continues. "It's different, right?" Unaware that Hadama has been seeing this as a test of some sort, Ronin is content merely to be somewhere different, wiggling his toes in waters that belong to the desert, even though they feel as though they shouldn't.
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
