[SE] what you're given, what you live in

SUNJATA

the flood

but am i too late? or hearts to your spades,
if i don't suit you? then what do you want from me?

Sunjata deposits the crate amongst the pile of other large things he’ll have to move later, but it’s something that can wait as he turns back to Ronin and makes his quiet little glance around. “Yeah, unfortunately. The only place we got cleared was the Barrows from the creatures.” His nose wrinkles before he sighs, shaking his head slightly. “I was debating taking my hydra shift out there to get rid of whatever’s in the water.” Though he doesn’t know if it would be enough, nor where the large beast was that had created this mess in the first place.

So it’s a thought for later, leaving the Flood to return his gaze back to Ronin with a softer twist to his already lopsided smile. “Hey, that’s okay. I get it. I’ve got an antelope shift that gets all weird too. Not.. like yours, to be fair.” The soft laugh of relief leaves him as he rolls his tattooed shoulders. “Makes me wanna dance like all the time.” His voice is quieter, like it’s a secret just for an old friend, like he wouldn’t let just anyone make fun of him for it.

so we're not written in the stars,
but i'm okay with that. i'm okay with anything