spent my money on the bars

SUNJATA

the flood

feeling alive while you fight for your life
as you swim back to the beaches

There’s a small hum of a laugh that leaves him with Remi’s warning, a nod given. “As I’ve heard.” Rumors flew, however, and he is engaged to an Ascended that wasn’t particularly fond of the whole Ascension, anyway. Still, he mentally tucks it away – perhaps he could visit with Nate, explain his side of it, the way it might be able to be shifted in a way that seemed to benefit them all.

The subject shift is met with a slightly boyish grin. “Hopefully early Longheat.” Of course, a lot of that depended on Hotaru making it back, on the three of them being able to coordinate it. And on top of that, figuring out who could officiate the whole thing anyway. “Ah, I know he will. I have yet to talk to him after we sparred.” He offers, steel gaze finding Remi’s face. “Sorry about that, by the way.” A huff of a laugh – Ronin hadn’t really been on his game that round, but at least it wasn’t as bad as Sunjata’s first spar with the star and the broken hand that ensued.

don't be scared of the tide, just prepare for the ride
as you float, you float, you float