don't you know i'm no good for you?
He waits and waits, building up his walls for her to tell him it is selfish. He holds his breath, he nearly starts to zone out on the sounds of the crickets in the background, as if he might be able to block out her words. But he can’t, and he braces himself for her answer, her response, that he huffs out a quiet sound of surprise when she tells him she doesn’t think it’s selfish and his gaze snaps to her in a bit of surprise, a dark brow rising. “That was mostly it. I mean… Frey did tell me that they thought Safrin was fashioning me into a weapon that I didn’t want to be.” And they were right, even if Safrin and Ronin couldn’t see it.
He huffs a quiet sigh. “That’s the thing, though. I don’t know if it does. I just… Assumed. And… had to visit Safrin after – which she wasn’t by any means pleased by the events.” He draws into himself a bit more with the uttered information, working his jaw and letting his gaze drop from her to his feet, hands clenching into fists in his pockets.
He perks up slightly when she mentions that she made a deal with Wessex – something oily in him growing with the thought. Perhaps Safrin had been right when she asked about how his friends felt about it – that Aurelia would go so far to make deals on his life for the ‘opposing side’. “I… No, you didn’t tell me.” His gaze snaps up to her, at a loss, brows pulling together as that sickly feeling grows in the pit of his stomach. “I think that was the intention… Fuck, I’m sorry Aurelia. I didn't know.” He breathes, face pinching for a second as he turns away from her, pushing away from the nausea that grows in his gut.
He huffs a quiet sigh. “That’s the thing, though. I don’t know if it does. I just… Assumed. And… had to visit Safrin after – which she wasn’t by any means pleased by the events.” He draws into himself a bit more with the uttered information, working his jaw and letting his gaze drop from her to his feet, hands clenching into fists in his pockets.
He perks up slightly when she mentions that she made a deal with Wessex – something oily in him growing with the thought. Perhaps Safrin had been right when she asked about how his friends felt about it – that Aurelia would go so far to make deals on his life for the ‘opposing side’. “I… No, you didn’t tell me.” His gaze snaps up to her, at a loss, brows pulling together as that sickly feeling grows in the pit of his stomach. “I think that was the intention… Fuck, I’m sorry Aurelia. I didn't know.” He breathes, face pinching for a second as he turns away from her, pushing away from the nausea that grows in his gut.
i've learned to lose, you can't afford to
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.
