there is always hope
Allowing the beer to be taken from his hand, Ronin approached Bastien with the sort of bear hug reserved only for good friends. Those he knew he greeted with affection and those he didn’t with politeness; it was turning into quite the buzzing social affair. ”The place looks great,” he said by way of compliment to the hosting couple, already shrugging out of his leathers and hanging both jacket and helmet up wherever it was convenient.
Having spotted Remi heading to the kitchen, it would be unsurprising for the engineer to feel his phone buzzing in his pocket a moment later. Should he look, it would be to find that Ronin had spammed him with a row of cake emojis - hopefully the meaning would be obvious. Cake plskthx.
Sunjata would catch him just as he was slipping his phone away again, Ronin grinning at the boxer and already moving to open his beer, offering Jata a bottle. ”I’ll hook you up when you learn to ride properly,” he said with an easy shrug. It wasn’t clear whether or not he thought Jata was too safe a rider or too dangerous. Probably the former.
Having spotted Remi heading to the kitchen, it would be unsurprising for the engineer to feel his phone buzzing in his pocket a moment later. Should he look, it would be to find that Ronin had spammed him with a row of cake emojis - hopefully the meaning would be obvious. Cake plskthx.
Sunjata would catch him just as he was slipping his phone away again, Ronin grinning at the boxer and already moving to open his beer, offering Jata a bottle. ”I’ll hook you up when you learn to ride properly,” he said with an easy shrug. It wasn’t clear whether or not he thought Jata was too safe a rider or too dangerous. Probably the former.
