NATE
I don't know where I'm gonna go
But I don't care, I'm on the road
But I don't care, I'm on the road
"First time I ever tried any of the shrine shit, Frey showed up and called me an asshole." Nate snorts, rolling his eye as he recounts the memory, the experience turning him away from Gods, and spirits apparently, until his ascension. "The temple got turned into a frozen slip and slide, and my clothes were stolen, and I never even got a chance to tell my joke." As if that were the worst tragedy of them all.
The hand stops to dip in the water, as if Nate could somehow feel the temperature, judge how potentially bad this could be for the other man, but there was simply the brief sense of a chill, as soothing as something could be to his numbed out nerves.
The handshake stopped abruptly, though the ascended didn't pull his hand away, too immediately distracted by his hunch being confirmed. The question wasn't answered, not really, but it was obvious by the words that came from him next where he was from. "I fucking knew it. Australia, right?" It sounds smug, made more so by the smirk that spreads over Nate's face. Finally, his hand drops, only to make it more convenient to sit more comfortably, legs crossing as he shifts out of his crouch. "I'm from the States myself." And god, that had once felt like a world away.
Never been a perfect soul
But I will not apologize
But I will not apologize
Base Code by Sky!
