// i'll sing it one last time for you, then we really have to go, you've been the only thing that's right
in all i've done. and i can barely look at you, but every single time i do //
in all i've done. and i can barely look at you, but every single time i do //
He likes to think he’s done a fairly good job trying to keep all the shit together of housing those from the Halenani after Remi had taken a few of them back with him to Stormbreak, as well as hosting his brother-in-law, as well as trying to raise his daughter among the storms and everything else. What he doesn’t expect, is for Nate’s return to happen before the season changes. The question filters through the blood ring to Sunjata’s mind and he promptly drops the glass he’d been trying to dry off, and it falls into the sink with a loud thunk. At least it hadn’t shattered, so he’s got that going for him.
He even leaves it there, content to simply ignore literally everything in favor for Nate walking back through those doors - the pulsing of relief and overwhelming happiness sparking through the bond as he shifts to his macaw form and slips toward the walkway that Nate’s just stepped into. He lands and turns back into himself with a bright grin on his face, some sort of childish and boyish excitement and anticipation coursing through him as he keeps his distance, unsure of whether or not he can touch him still. “Nate. Skatjie.” He hums with all the relief pouring into his words. “I… Wait, before we do anything I have something to show you.” Making a gesture with his hands to follow him - excited as if he were a child on christmas morning, his steps quicken as they slip toward the stairs. “The, uh, Halenani fell apart so we stretched them out from the Society and the Clinic and here. But that’s not what the surprise is.” He waits a brief moment, trying to ensure that Nate’s still following him.
He’s pretty sure it’s a better alternative for the moment, that Nate might forgive him for not being as overwhelmingly thankful for Nate’s return. Because he reaches a door, knocks a few times, and steps back. “Hey. Open up. I got someone here for you.” He says with a hint of an accented rumble of amusement, moving to step beside Nate and offer a mostly relieved grin.
He even leaves it there, content to simply ignore literally everything in favor for Nate walking back through those doors - the pulsing of relief and overwhelming happiness sparking through the bond as he shifts to his macaw form and slips toward the walkway that Nate’s just stepped into. He lands and turns back into himself with a bright grin on his face, some sort of childish and boyish excitement and anticipation coursing through him as he keeps his distance, unsure of whether or not he can touch him still. “Nate. Skatjie.” He hums with all the relief pouring into his words. “I… Wait, before we do anything I have something to show you.” Making a gesture with his hands to follow him - excited as if he were a child on christmas morning, his steps quicken as they slip toward the stairs. “The, uh, Halenani fell apart so we stretched them out from the Society and the Clinic and here. But that’s not what the surprise is.” He waits a brief moment, trying to ensure that Nate’s still following him.
He’s pretty sure it’s a better alternative for the moment, that Nate might forgive him for not being as overwhelmingly thankful for Nate’s return. Because he reaches a door, knocks a few times, and steps back. “Hey. Open up. I got someone here for you.” He says with a hint of an accented rumble of amusement, moving to step beside Nate and offer a mostly relieved grin.
i know we'll make it anywhere away from here
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.
