Ronin Phenomena

A Story by Abishai100

Is mercenary-life in a job set in Arles (France) revealing some humility cleats for phone-men?

A mercenary tale inspired by Ronin (John Frankenheimer), set in France.

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AMLAN: Arles is the town where Van Gogh had thought to settle/dream, pal.

RAKI: It's where we Ronin (ex-intelligence) find a game with Lady Endymion.

AMLAN: This blood-diamond roadways chase has marks of Olympics-markets.

RAKI: You want to ask Lady Endymion about motive; I'm merely Ronin (no-ask).

AMLAN: You can trust me (Selfie-like).

Amlan and Raki made for chase of black-market diamonds from African shores for some Olympics-bureau corruption of the fatso-variety linked for rogue finances of eco-capitalism bad humor and were employed by Lady Endymion to complete the horrid task, despite falling for the atmospheric charms of Arles (France) for photo-light.

ENDYMION: Fan of cinema, heroes?
AMLAN/RAKI: As Ronin of Earth, masterless/displaced warriors, we hype fiction!

ENDYMION: Ensure the invisible gems are of no use to the carrier-gargoyles.

AMLAN/RAKI: Fancy yourself some heroine, Lady Endymion?

ENDYMION: This is no time/place for society champagne; do your bad work now.

AMLAN/RAKI: Selfie-like (sure).

Raki stayed-behind in idyllic Arles post-job and pondered the chance that he'd take-in the art/cinema of that French toast area that made him finally start to think retirement/settling and wondered if he'd become some kind of social-media/cinema fan or creator for a life less 'football' for Facebook (etc.).