You know, there are some who would argue that Ronin Taliesin is a fruity drink, but the less said about those types of people, the better.
Alas, the Nova isn't on any sort of a vacation this time around, and he finds himself on Torchline's beaches in a light jacket, brows furrowed at the unusually high waves. Having lived in Torchline for a fair stretch of time, it's safe to say that he's never known the weather to be this crazy - especially since the islands have become protected from the monsoons.
Beneath the sleeve of his jacket, Safrin's bracelet feels too heavy, too present.
Blinking himself out of his reverie, he's just in time to manage to skedaddle out of the way of a surfer marching up the beach, Ronin offering her a polite nod and a smile. At least some people are enjoying themselves.
Alas, the Nova isn't on any sort of a vacation this time around, and he finds himself on Torchline's beaches in a light jacket, brows furrowed at the unusually high waves. Having lived in Torchline for a fair stretch of time, it's safe to say that he's never known the weather to be this crazy - especially since the islands have become protected from the monsoons.
Beneath the sleeve of his jacket, Safrin's bracelet feels too heavy, too present.
Blinking himself out of his reverie, he's just in time to manage to skedaddle out of the way of a surfer marching up the beach, Ronin offering her a polite nod and a smile. At least some people are enjoying themselves.
