you should know, that i'm a ticking time bomb
and you're getting close
The feeling dissipates, slowly at first, and he can actually focus on the tightness of his chest – the chest pain, slight cough he announced before when Nate had asked what was wrong. Perhaps it had been worse than he originally anticipated, but that was why he was here wasn’t it? He hadn’t felt right, and he’d known something was wrong – it’s only brought onto the full bit of lightning crackling within his lungs by the surprise, the shock, the enjoyment of the bite. But as Nate agrees, he can see the apology in his eyes – though whether it’s from the bite or the news, he’s not sure.
Still, he lets Nate move him wherever he needs to, leaning forward to let the Ascended’s hand reach his back, the mans ear to his chest – still pinpointed, still zoned to the other man’s presence and touch though not nearly as intently as before. He take another rattling, crackly breath at Nate’s instruction. And when the man pulls back, his steel gaze slips up to the other man’s face at the results. Despite it not being a question, he nods. He owns the bar after all. At the mention of if he smokes, well, he’s quite guilty of that. “Uh, yeah. For… About seven years now.” There had been times where it wasn’t as prominent, but as of late it’s picked up – after Lusea, after the mud monster, after everything. And he knows it's not healthy, it's likely not helping, but sometimes old habits died hard.
Still, he lets Nate move him wherever he needs to, leaning forward to let the Ascended’s hand reach his back, the mans ear to his chest – still pinpointed, still zoned to the other man’s presence and touch though not nearly as intently as before. He take another rattling, crackly breath at Nate’s instruction. And when the man pulls back, his steel gaze slips up to the other man’s face at the results. Despite it not being a question, he nods. He owns the bar after all. At the mention of if he smokes, well, he’s quite guilty of that. “Uh, yeah. For… About seven years now.” There had been times where it wasn’t as prominent, but as of late it’s picked up – after Lusea, after the mud monster, after everything. And he knows it's not healthy, it's likely not helping, but sometimes old habits died hard.
so better watch your step, because i'm about to blow
and where the pieces land i guess we'll never know
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.
