[PQ+] there's gold in the dirt

Smiling brightly and nodding to the others as they arrive (yes, even you Zeph!), Ronin stands through his husband’s speech and gives him a good natured nudge to the ribs as if to applaud his efforts. Once upon a time Ronin used to give speeches and lead people off into stupid, dangerous situations. Now he doesn’t give speeches. The rest is much the same, though. ”If it killed someone, it’s probably a threat,” he points out, joviality giving way to slow and calculated calm as he follows at Remi’s heels; it’s time for business, and so the soldier in him comes out to play. ”I’ll scout behind us, in case anything starts to follow.” He doesn’t move, but his astral projection steps away from him to take up the rear, keeping an eye out for danger sneaking up on them. From just behind Remi, the real deal Ronin unslings the axe from his hip, hefting it over his shoulder in case of any obstacles up ahead. Ronin follows after Remi, but also conjures his astral projection to guard the back of the group. He also gets out his axe to deal with any obstacles, stationary or otherwise. RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.