when the world turns upside down, you should blame it on me
Maybe it would be best for him to simply leave. He has nothing to say, nothing that wouldn’t get spun around, nothing that wouldn’t get mixed up and misunderstood – of the reasons why he did what he did. Did it matter anymore anyway? Should he simply continue to go about trying to fix himself by trying to care less? By trying to be less involved? He wouldn’t be able to get away with that.
Not with the war, not with being Governor. Perhaps he should step down, let someone else handle the reins of it while he focused inward. But deep down he wonders if his father wins if he does that, if his father would mock him from the watery grave he’d given him.
Her words are a snarl and a sneer and were he in a shift he would have his ears pinned back. He isn’t, and the most he can do is ball his hands into fists at his side, in his pockets where he had stuffed them. Why was he out here? Because they were to go and explore together – that was the assumption he was under. But it seems it’s unwelcomed now. He doesn’t blame her. And when it comes down to it, he chews on the inside of his cheek before he shakes his head. “Doesn’t matter anymore.” And he withdraws further, stopping still while she continues to move on ahead, an internal tug given at Haai that has the griffin returning to his side. “We’ll just.. I’m just going to head home.” He offers her, turning away to prepare to leave, wondering which shift would be easiest to get out of the dense jungles.
Not with the war, not with being Governor. Perhaps he should step down, let someone else handle the reins of it while he focused inward. But deep down he wonders if his father wins if he does that, if his father would mock him from the watery grave he’d given him.
Her words are a snarl and a sneer and were he in a shift he would have his ears pinned back. He isn’t, and the most he can do is ball his hands into fists at his side, in his pockets where he had stuffed them. Why was he out here? Because they were to go and explore together – that was the assumption he was under. But it seems it’s unwelcomed now. He doesn’t blame her. And when it comes down to it, he chews on the inside of his cheek before he shakes his head. “Doesn’t matter anymore.” And he withdraws further, stopping still while she continues to move on ahead, an internal tug given at Haai that has the griffin returning to his side. “We’ll just.. I’m just going to head home.” He offers her, turning away to prepare to leave, wondering which shift would be easiest to get out of the dense jungles.
sunjata
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.
