- NATE -
don't you pray? don't you pray
to a cocaine jesus in a black four seater?
to a cocaine jesus in a black four seater?
”You'll get it, don’t worry.” Nate promises easily, though he has the feeling she’ll be disappointed, the tale not all that exciting for the reward it had brought. Perhaps his new eyes secret would be more exciting, though it could just as easily be a burden, a curse, an unintentional weight placed on the shoulders of someone innocent. No, better to keep it to himself, for a time longer.
Better to focus on the instruction hes given his niece, her stance dropping to match his own, though Nate can see traces of others influences, can see something similar to Sunjata in it, with modifications here and there, corrections made by others, he’s sure. Sharp eyes watch her, flicking from the thoughtful face to the static limbs, wondering what her plan was, if this was a farce, if she knew he’d think it was a farce and was planning something far more cunning.
When the attack comes though, it’s obvious, telegraphed from a mile away. Nate leans into her fist, not worrying at all about the possible damage (why should he when he can’t feel it?) and stepping forward, meaning to walk Melita back as he moves. ”Step as you punch.” The words come alongside a demonstration, Nate pulling the punch thrown towards his niece so it simply presses against her. ”It makes your attacks less obvious.”
Better to focus on the instruction hes given his niece, her stance dropping to match his own, though Nate can see traces of others influences, can see something similar to Sunjata in it, with modifications here and there, corrections made by others, he’s sure. Sharp eyes watch her, flicking from the thoughtful face to the static limbs, wondering what her plan was, if this was a farce, if she knew he’d think it was a farce and was planning something far more cunning.
When the attack comes though, it’s obvious, telegraphed from a mile away. Nate leans into her fist, not worrying at all about the possible damage (why should he when he can’t feel it?) and stepping forward, meaning to walk Melita back as he moves. ”Step as you punch.” The words come alongside a demonstration, Nate pulling the punch thrown towards his niece so it simply presses against her. ”It makes your attacks less obvious.”
got a man, don't need him, but you wait
call me when you want, or just call me when you need it
call me when you want, or just call me when you need it
