[His grin freezes when Leia dodges. Then, when she aims at him, he scrambles for cover. He's quick enough to miss one, but the second hits his arm.
Ronan swears when he sees the blue paint. There's a certain way he swears, hypnotic and creative, but he never actually sang it before. He does now. It's a clear, beautiful note.]
Fuuuuuuck.
[His eyes widen in something like horror.]
No fucking way! That's below the belt.
[He ducks his head around the tree and glares at Leia. There's no way he can look intimidating after revealing just how good a singer he is.]
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Ronan swears when he sees the blue paint. There's a certain way he swears, hypnotic and creative, but he never actually sang it before. He does now. It's a clear, beautiful note.]
Fuuuuuuck.
[His eyes widen in something like horror.]
No fucking way! That's below the belt.
[He ducks his head around the tree and glares at Leia. There's no way he can look intimidating after revealing just how good a singer he is.]