i will burn this city down for a diamond in the dust
i will keep you safe and sound when there's no one left to trust
i will keep you safe and sound when there's no one left to trust
The guests arrivals have slowed to a trickle, though Nate is glad to see Zeph ad Vai both. ”We were sick too. Climb fever and all that.” Nate butts in, offering his two cents as he leans into Vervains embrace, accepting the affection easily. ”I wouldn’t just drop him on you, Vai, I’m not cruel.” A bright laugh flies from him, before Nate leans in conspiratorially, his next words in a stage whisper. ”Besides, I like babying him just a little.”
The teasing note in Nate’s voice is aimed squarely at Zeph, his grin wide.”You know, I almost didn’t think you’d actually show up.” A hand reaches out to accept the brown wrapped package, the other tearing the paper just enough to reveal the bowls. ”How generous.” The ascended laughs, sets the package down on the table. ”I’m looking forward to it Zeph.” Casually, playfully, a hand comes out to push at Zeph’s shoulder, all in the name of camaraderie, though Nate hand is maybe a touch heavier than it really needs to be. Difficult to really tell how rough he’s being, what with the ascension and all.
Next to approach is someone else Ate doesn’t recognize, and he wonders if he’s become that much more of a recluse in these last few months, but almost immediately it’s clears there’s nothing friendly between this man and his husband. Sunjata goes stiff, tense with something that Nate doesn’t quite get, a wordless question reaching through the bond as the man holds out his gift. It’s a touch garish in his opinion.
Somehow, the accent is familiar, even if the voice is not, though his mind is more comfortable to leap to coincidence than danger, too immediately preoccupied by Sunjata’s sudden shift to realize that’s stupid. Nate moves before he even really realizes it, takes a half step forward and leans in front of Sunjata, a steady stare levelled at the stranger. It doesn’t matter that the man is taller than him, that he seems to be friendly with Zeph, who currently has the ascended by the short hairs. ”Friend of yours?” This is directed at the aforementioned smuggler, though his mismatched eyes don’t leave the stranger. ”Why dont you introduce us?”
The teasing note in Nate’s voice is aimed squarely at Zeph, his grin wide.”You know, I almost didn’t think you’d actually show up.” A hand reaches out to accept the brown wrapped package, the other tearing the paper just enough to reveal the bowls. ”How generous.” The ascended laughs, sets the package down on the table. ”I’m looking forward to it Zeph.” Casually, playfully, a hand comes out to push at Zeph’s shoulder, all in the name of camaraderie, though Nate hand is maybe a touch heavier than it really needs to be. Difficult to really tell how rough he’s being, what with the ascension and all.
Next to approach is someone else Ate doesn’t recognize, and he wonders if he’s become that much more of a recluse in these last few months, but almost immediately it’s clears there’s nothing friendly between this man and his husband. Sunjata goes stiff, tense with something that Nate doesn’t quite get, a wordless question reaching through the bond as the man holds out his gift. It’s a touch garish in his opinion.
Somehow, the accent is familiar, even if the voice is not, though his mind is more comfortable to leap to coincidence than danger, too immediately preoccupied by Sunjata’s sudden shift to realize that’s stupid. Nate moves before he even really realizes it, takes a half step forward and leans in front of Sunjata, a steady stare levelled at the stranger. It doesn’t matter that the man is taller than him, that he seems to be friendly with Zeph, who currently has the ascended by the short hairs. ”Friend of yours?” This is directed at the aforementioned smuggler, though his mismatched eyes don’t leave the stranger. ”Why dont you introduce us?”
NATE
