i closed my eyes and saw my father's sins, they covered me like a second skin
i peeled them off, and sure i bled a bit, but now i'm free to sink my own damn ship
i peeled them off, and sure i bled a bit, but now i'm free to sink my own damn ship
The frankness that she speaks with does certainly work to bring a bit more emotion out of him. There’s a soft snort, the briefest ghost of a smile that turns up the corner of the good side of his lips. “Yeah.” His gaze softens a bit as she works at his jaw, Sunjata realizing he’s clenching it and actively works to try and loosen it despite the headache forming in his head. “It would, I imagine. Go both ways, that is. “But Nate and Safrin haven't had good encounters… I met the Voice and she…” Acknowledged him without doing anything else? Tolerated him? Didn’t care? He doesn’t know. “It was fine. Nothing like Safrin and Nate.” Which may explain why he hadn’t considered it enough to care if the Voice had dug into him to get information.
He didn’t have any anyway. He wasn’t a demigod, he wasn’t Ronin or Amalia with a higher seat. No, he was just a powerful Attuned, a governor of a land, and a father of a child from the stars.
He focuses back in on her, nodding, pursing his lips a fraction. “Do you think that’s possible with the lines we’ve drawn in the sand?” It’s tentative, but he leans back out of her embrace, aiming to capture her hands in his, noticing the way their chatter had suddenly sparked a nest of rats to wake up, one of which goes scurrying across the floor toward the door.
He didn’t have any anyway. He wasn’t a demigod, he wasn’t Ronin or Amalia with a higher seat. No, he was just a powerful Attuned, a governor of a land, and a father of a child from the stars.
He focuses back in on her, nodding, pursing his lips a fraction. “Do you think that’s possible with the lines we’ve drawn in the sand?” It’s tentative, but he leans back out of her embrace, aiming to capture her hands in his, noticing the way their chatter had suddenly sparked a nest of rats to wake up, one of which goes scurrying across the floor toward the door.
i cut my branch down from my family tree to start a fire in the living room
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.
