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 night had come and gone quickly, and despite the comfort that Safrin had given him and their daughter, he finds that it was difficult to sleep. Too much to keep in mind, the fact that she was here and walking and talking, all of these things happening so incredibly fast. And then there was the fact that Nate was taking a break, but hadn’t left yet. And he would have to meet her, he would likely be as surprised as he had been.
And while Sunjata had sat and spiraled himself sick with regret over everything that had happened, how she had come about, he can’t help but to watch his daughter’s face as she sleeps, he finds that he doesn’t regret this. She’s innocent, beautiful, all the things that he might have once been had he had a good upbringing. And if there was ever a thing that made him certain he wasn’t his father, it was that.
He wanted to give her a good life, wanted to make sure she never had to deal with anything he did. And it shocks him down to the bones, how much of him has changed so suddenly.
So when she wakes, it’s with a soft smile that Sunjata rouses her fully. “Are you ready?” He rumbles to her, quietly, once they’re out of the tent and picks her up as they start heading back to the home she’d knocked on, Sunjata takes a quiet page out of Safrin’s book – unbeknownst to his husband, of course. A quiet tug once they reach the door, an announcement so that the shock is easier to swallow.
Nate? I, uh, Safrin brought the baby. She’s… Not a baby. She’s five, I think? He stumbles mentally, working his jaw as quietly as he can. Her name is Kamaria and I’d… I’d like you to meet her. Before you go. I hope that’s okay. A deep breath is taken, and they stand outside the front door, Sunjata’s steel gaze peering down toward his daughter. “We’re going to wait here for a second, okay? There’s someone who might want to meet you.”
And while Sunjata had sat and spiraled himself sick with regret over everything that had happened, how she had come about, he can’t help but to watch his daughter’s face as she sleeps, he finds that he doesn’t regret this. She’s innocent, beautiful, all the things that he might have once been had he had a good upbringing. And if there was ever a thing that made him certain he wasn’t his father, it was that.
He wanted to give her a good life, wanted to make sure she never had to deal with anything he did. And it shocks him down to the bones, how much of him has changed so suddenly.
So when she wakes, it’s with a soft smile that Sunjata rouses her fully. “Are you ready?” He rumbles to her, quietly, once they’re out of the tent and picks her up as they start heading back to the home she’d knocked on, Sunjata takes a quiet page out of Safrin’s book – unbeknownst to his husband, of course. A quiet tug once they reach the door, an announcement so that the shock is easier to swallow.
Nate? I, uh, Safrin brought the baby. She’s… Not a baby. She’s five, I think? He stumbles mentally, working his jaw as quietly as he can. Her name is Kamaria and I’d… I’d like you to meet her. Before you go. I hope that’s okay. A deep breath is taken, and they stand outside the front door, Sunjata’s steel gaze peering down toward his daughter. “We’re going to wait here for a second, okay? There’s someone who might want to meet you.”
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.
