you've got an appetite for destruction
i guess that makes you just like me
He lets Nate be however vague he wants to be, finding that it didn’t really matter how much information he received, what kind of life Nate had lived before. If anyone knew a thing or two about trying to be better, it was him after all. Born to subdue and rule, to rebel and become the one that would inevitably start to destroy it all. And now he’s here, working somewhere in the underground, watching the world above with little interest until it affects him directly.
The brother Nate speaks of, however, has his brows lifting. “Twins?” He repeats, some sort of surprise crossing his face. It had been rare in Korofi to have twins, rarer still that either would survive. But Nate gathers his full attention again, seeing that brief glaze of the eyes of nostalgia that Sunjata knows all too well – and he continues to simply offer support and an ear. There’s a bark of laughter at that, a shift of his leg as he goes to regard the man before him a bit more. He wants to ask why Nate had said ‘was’ at first, though he refrains. Filing it away for later should the Ascended wish to expand. “Sometimes you need someone to keep you grounded. My sister was like that, a huge pain in the ass but gods.” There’s a dramatic hum of a sigh that leaves his throat as he rolls his eyes, doing his best to try and shift the subject a small amount to keep Nate from growing too uncomfortable while they’re tangled this way, the vulnerability he shows.
The brother Nate speaks of, however, has his brows lifting. “Twins?” He repeats, some sort of surprise crossing his face. It had been rare in Korofi to have twins, rarer still that either would survive. But Nate gathers his full attention again, seeing that brief glaze of the eyes of nostalgia that Sunjata knows all too well – and he continues to simply offer support and an ear. There’s a bark of laughter at that, a shift of his leg as he goes to regard the man before him a bit more. He wants to ask why Nate had said ‘was’ at first, though he refrains. Filing it away for later should the Ascended wish to expand. “Sometimes you need someone to keep you grounded. My sister was like that, a huge pain in the ass but gods.” There’s a dramatic hum of a sigh that leaves his throat as he rolls his eyes, doing his best to try and shift the subject a small amount to keep Nate from growing too uncomfortable while they’re tangled this way, the vulnerability he shows.
you put the barrel inside your mouth
just to feel the metal between your teeth
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.
