i bank on the funeral
The apologetic smile is met with a small shrug. They both had their moments – ticking time bombs waiting to be mishandled before they exploded. Still, he’s surprised at the fact that Loren does want kids. And he puffs out a quiet sigh as he focuses on the water ahead of them, brows furrowing slightly. “I just don’t want a miniature version of me.” If he loathed himself so much, what would it mean to have a smaller him running around?
Best to just not want to find out, he supposes.
But when Loren tells him that he would make a fine dad, Sunjata snorts and shakes his head. He feels the truth to it, and the smile that crosses his face is uncertain, cold in a way that’s only toward himself and not toward the summoner. “Yeah, well, we won’t have to worry about that if I don’t fuck up with Maea.” He shrugs, not realizing it’s slipped out.
The mention of damage, however, the crosshairs and those trapped in it, Sunjata can only shrug his shoulders. “Well, if they’re worth anything, they’ll be there at the end. Proud of you for the journey.” His gaze lifts toward Loren, a pulse of understanding lingering beneath it all. And then, the luxere reaches him, and he huffs a small smile to Astra, reaching up to scratch behind her ears and under her chin as Loren clasps his shoulder. “Thanks Loren. Likewise.” He winks, sending the pulse of certainty toward the other man.
Best to just not want to find out, he supposes.
But when Loren tells him that he would make a fine dad, Sunjata snorts and shakes his head. He feels the truth to it, and the smile that crosses his face is uncertain, cold in a way that’s only toward himself and not toward the summoner. “Yeah, well, we won’t have to worry about that if I don’t fuck up with Maea.” He shrugs, not realizing it’s slipped out.
The mention of damage, however, the crosshairs and those trapped in it, Sunjata can only shrug his shoulders. “Well, if they’re worth anything, they’ll be there at the end. Proud of you for the journey.” His gaze lifts toward Loren, a pulse of understanding lingering beneath it all. And then, the luxere reaches him, and he huffs a small smile to Astra, reaching up to scratch behind her ears and under her chin as Loren clasps his shoulder. “Thanks Loren. Likewise.” He winks, sending the pulse of certainty toward the other man.
'cause i learned all my lessons that way
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.
