// the killer in me is the killer in you, my love, i send this smile over to you
disarm you with a smile, and leave you like they left me here //
disarm you with a smile, and leave you like they left me here //
What does he think of it? He’s silent for a long, almost painful moment, scanning her face and finding nothing there but curiosity. This is something they’ve talked about, long before, of how Sunjata had vowed to never have children. How he had lived twenty something years of his life believing that he would never want to bring a child up in a world that he grew up in, with a horrible family experience as he had.
He wouldn’t find that here with his family, but it’s difficult. The idea of him and his temper, the idea of not even knowing where to start with it all. And perhaps that’s where Hotaru would perfect the idea of children for their little family. Because she is experienced. Because she’s a great mother. Because she’s everything Sunjata never had growing up. Perhaps that would be enough.
And despite his own personal vows, it isn’t like those matter all that much anyway. He’d broken them twice already, now. When he’d married Phoebe and when he’d gotten remarried. Caido had changed him, had made him stronger in some aspects and stupid in others. This though? This could be good. This could be something that was more than him, another ability to prove himself wrong.
“I’m… Afraid, to be honest.” He offers her, an almost embarrassed and ashamed smile crossing his face as he goes to shake his head. “I told you before that I’m afraid of becoming… Him.” His father. “And now you all have seen him and seen what he’s like and… Well.” One tattooed shoulder rises and falls in a shrug. “I'm afraid of turning into that.”
He wouldn’t find that here with his family, but it’s difficult. The idea of him and his temper, the idea of not even knowing where to start with it all. And perhaps that’s where Hotaru would perfect the idea of children for their little family. Because she is experienced. Because she’s a great mother. Because she’s everything Sunjata never had growing up. Perhaps that would be enough.
And despite his own personal vows, it isn’t like those matter all that much anyway. He’d broken them twice already, now. When he’d married Phoebe and when he’d gotten remarried. Caido had changed him, had made him stronger in some aspects and stupid in others. This though? This could be good. This could be something that was more than him, another ability to prove himself wrong.
“I’m… Afraid, to be honest.” He offers her, an almost embarrassed and ashamed smile crossing his face as he goes to shake his head. “I told you before that I’m afraid of becoming… Him.” His father. “And now you all have seen him and seen what he’s like and… Well.” One tattooed shoulder rises and falls in a shrug. “I'm afraid of turning into that.”
to wither in denial, the bitterness of one who's left alone
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.
