we keep on doing this again and again
the same old things expecting something different
the same old things expecting something different
Mr. Sunjata?
Dark brows raise in a bit of surprise as the child bolts over toward him – Sunjata’s gaze scanning the boy, trying to figure out where they’d met. It doesn’t take long before the boy’s announcing his name and Sunjata’s not sure whether to be more panicked, more relieved, or more confused. There’s a hand jutted out toward him and he takes it in a small shake – using his lightning scarred hand to do so given that it’s his nondominant hand. “Oh, you’ve grown up fast haven’t you?” He asks curiously, cocking his head slightly.
And it’s quite immediate that Sunjata realizes that this child has absolutely no filter and no tact – gaze widening a fraction as he asks if he’s happier now and needs another hug. He can’t help the slight huff of a laugh – at least having been around his daughter enough to know how this interaction could go, which way it could flop. Is he happier? Truthfully, he feels the same. There’s relief with Nate and the new twins, but the emptiness is still there. But that’s nothing to be put on a child.
He sinks to a knee and nods, lying to Edmund with an easy smile. “I am.” He pauses, giving Edmund a sidelong look as if it were some playful charade at conspiracy. “Do you want to give me a hug?” He asks instead, a bit more eye level with the boy rather than towering over the boy.
Dark brows raise in a bit of surprise as the child bolts over toward him – Sunjata’s gaze scanning the boy, trying to figure out where they’d met. It doesn’t take long before the boy’s announcing his name and Sunjata’s not sure whether to be more panicked, more relieved, or more confused. There’s a hand jutted out toward him and he takes it in a small shake – using his lightning scarred hand to do so given that it’s his nondominant hand. “Oh, you’ve grown up fast haven’t you?” He asks curiously, cocking his head slightly.
And it’s quite immediate that Sunjata realizes that this child has absolutely no filter and no tact – gaze widening a fraction as he asks if he’s happier now and needs another hug. He can’t help the slight huff of a laugh – at least having been around his daughter enough to know how this interaction could go, which way it could flop. Is he happier? Truthfully, he feels the same. There’s relief with Nate and the new twins, but the emptiness is still there. But that’s nothing to be put on a child.
He sinks to a knee and nods, lying to Edmund with an easy smile. “I am.” He pauses, giving Edmund a sidelong look as if it were some playful charade at conspiracy. “Do you want to give me a hug?” He asks instead, a bit more eye level with the boy rather than towering over the boy.
but by now we know it's never gonna change
i'm not trying to complain, i'm just saying it's a waste
i'm not trying to complain, i'm just saying it's a waste
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
