you should know, that i'm a ticking time bomb
and you're getting close
“Fair enough.” He replies somewhat gruffly, an amused smile crossing his face. But the doctor had been right, he should have shown sooner, could’ve had it handled quicker. But no, stubborn or not, he can’t help but to add it to a long list of regrets in his life. With the mention of counting himself lucky, though, no he couldn’t ever do that. Instead he manages a snort, a roll of his shoulders at that. He wasn’t lucky. Lucky would be never getting into these situations. Lucky might have left him in the mud pit of the Korofi Trials.
But he doesn’t comment on it, not needing Nate to realize these thoughts. As for once a week? That’s manageable. “Alright… Do I just find you here or?” He trails off, unsure, uncertain. “As for more technological worlds when it comes to this… I can agree. Make do with what we’ve got.” He snorts, a surprisingly deep sound before he shakes his head.
As for other conditions? Well, none that he’s aware of. “Not that I know of. Plenty of scars from knives to bullets, but they’ve all but since healed.” Another rise and fall of his shoulders, not sure what else Nate needs, what he’s looking for.
But he doesn’t comment on it, not needing Nate to realize these thoughts. As for once a week? That’s manageable. “Alright… Do I just find you here or?” He trails off, unsure, uncertain. “As for more technological worlds when it comes to this… I can agree. Make do with what we’ve got.” He snorts, a surprisingly deep sound before he shakes his head.
As for other conditions? Well, none that he’s aware of. “Not that I know of. Plenty of scars from knives to bullets, but they’ve all but since healed.” Another rise and fall of his shoulders, not sure what else Nate needs, what he’s looking for.
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.
