is this heartache we can fix?
in the morning when we wake?
At first, Loren’s gentle banter, playful amusement is enough to quell the frustration and sorrow within him. And he contemplates the honey badger’s answer as he nudges him, puffing out a sigh of air, a distinct roll of his eye before a feline smirk is sent back to Loren. Magic can only get you so far, Loren. He teases back, easily, though it still hints at falling flat. But I’ll remember that in the event that you need me to come save you. There’s a split second where a purr leaves him briefly in response of the amusement of the conversation.
Until it dies of course, and Loren picks up on it – telling him it’s not nothing, and he freezes slightly despite the comfort and calm that Loren offers. His voice is far more accented now, deeper and gravely as he explains the irrational fear, keeping the pulses of uncertainty, anxiety, to as much of a minimum as he can. I’ll need to have a meeting with the advocates to get an idea of where people are right now, but I’ll let you know. It’s probably best if I don’t go to Halo. A brief sigh, steel eyes flickering over the badger before he lifts his arm to pull the badger into his side the best he can despite the branch they sit upon.
I hate the snow, for one. And two… Lusea died there. I don’t… It’s irrational I know, but I don’t want to… He trails off, ears pinning back. I don’t want to accidentally find any of her remains there if there are any left. I can’t do that. If people thought he was a mess now, just wait for the version of him when he has to see her headless form left alone in the snow.
Until it dies of course, and Loren picks up on it – telling him it’s not nothing, and he freezes slightly despite the comfort and calm that Loren offers. His voice is far more accented now, deeper and gravely as he explains the irrational fear, keeping the pulses of uncertainty, anxiety, to as much of a minimum as he can. I’ll need to have a meeting with the advocates to get an idea of where people are right now, but I’ll let you know. It’s probably best if I don’t go to Halo. A brief sigh, steel eyes flickering over the badger before he lifts his arm to pull the badger into his side the best he can despite the branch they sit upon.
I hate the snow, for one. And two… Lusea died there. I don’t… It’s irrational I know, but I don’t want to… He trails off, ears pinning back. I don’t want to accidentally find any of her remains there if there are any left. I can’t do that. If people thought he was a mess now, just wait for the version of him when he has to see her headless form left alone in the snow.
when i'm sober, would you stay?
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.
