RONIN
the darkstar
Of course some of them will be carnivorous, Ronin says, doing his best to mimic Remi's playful tone, though he's forced to kick out a leg as he's suddenly push-me-pull-you'd along through the water. I might not have considered that you'd be more of a menace underwater, what with all the tentacles, he admits, doing his best to ferry them towards a stall selling all manner of kelp, seaweed and other plants.
Who says they are fans? They might just think I'm ugly, he protests, grinning at the bubbles sent streaming along his temple, a few catching in the dark fronds of his hair. Or maybe they're actually looking at you. Maybe Remi is the one with the fanbase down here. Who could be sure?
Who says they are fans? They might just think I'm ugly, he protests, grinning at the bubbles sent streaming along his temple, a few catching in the dark fronds of his hair. Or maybe they're actually looking at you. Maybe Remi is the one with the fanbase down here. Who could be sure?
